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Elrothiel's sleep was disjointed and when she woke, she didn't feel as if she'd slept at all. She sat up with a groan and cautiously probed the wound. She winced. It wasn't healing at all. She didn't have the will to make a fire either; she ate a few mouthfuls of bread to keep her strength up, but didn't really feel like it. She stood up cautiously and whistled to Sol, who came immediately. She was running dangerously low on herbs and didn't want to use any more unless she really had to and she bit her lip as she estimated how far they had left to travel. She mounted, and nudged Sol into a walk. Her magic was getting weaker as she did and she knew that it wouldn't hold, even for a trot.

Hrorik narrowed his eyes at the young man that was abreast his horse. "I think you shouldn't dare threaten the lady again," He said as he hefted his ax into his hand, "it would be foolish to do so." Hrorik then put on his legendary glare that made even the mightiest and biggest troll quiver in fear.

Hrorik kept his ax at the ready after she slapped him and then kept himself between him and her, while riding Amaroq. "If'n you harm one hair on the lass, I'll grind your bones inter dust."

Hrorik buckled his ax back onto his hip and said to himself,"He will regret that he forfeit being an ally with me. Even the trolls fear me and by golly they don't fear much."

Several hours later Elrothiel was walking painfully slowly beside Sol, leaning on him heavily for support. She had eaten the last of the leaves; giving in when her magic finally failed and the wound reopened. When she had fallen off the horse, she had been unable to remount and only perseverence enabled her to rebind her shoulder and keep moving. Her wound burned and the bandaging was already stained red. Her fists were clenched in Sol's mane and she stumbled every few steps, only the strength of the horse keeping her upright.

Ranu rode fast. His mind flicked on the last comment he'd heard. Why the hell would he jump off anything? He ducked lower against the horses neck. If he got into the forest, even with the horse, he'd be able to vanish since the male with the wolf hadn't persued.
A momentually lull in consentration had him question if he'd heard the wolf talk, or was just tired.

[I know, mate. lol
I was making Ranu have a silly moment.]

Ranu glanced back a moment as he caught the flash in the corner of his eye. "Get of my horse*, woman!" He roared in anger, reaching towards his own sword but not slowing in speed.

[*I nearly wrote whore!!! I have no idea why!!]

The horse let out a scream, bucking and throwing Ranu off, who landed clean in a mud patch. It bubbled as he breathed into it a few seconds, winded. After a few moments he stood up, dripping mud and watching his horse ride away at breakneck speed. "......"