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Aanor'Loren felt her relief in the form of a suppressed sigh as Thelonious followed her lead and bowed. Normally she would not be concerned with proper etiquette, but this was the captain, and exceptions needed to be made. She kept her eyes on his feet for what felt like ages before he spoke...

She spoke an even fluid elven, listing her name and titles, "I am Aanor'Loren Alrama'Elusnial, huntress and herbalist, heart of the dragon, and daughter of Mira'Loren, spirit of the wild. I respectfully request an audience with the Nine, as well as for my guest here, Thelonious..." she paused...

Aanor'Loren found his hands comforting and a warm feeling rose up in the pit of her stomach as he examined her hand. With a shy smile, she turned her head away, covering her blushing face as best she could. "Later. First we need to see the elders before Tythlin takes the opportunity to get in...

"Quiet down, boy, I do not speak to those who have not earned their tattoo of adulthood." Tythlin snapped, his eyes searching Aanor'Loren once more. But he was caught off guard by the breach of customs she offered by closing the gap to him silently and catching him square in the nose with a...

Aanor'Loren could feel Thelonious's fear as clearly as a wolf could smell the fear of a doe. Yet, she understood it was not easy for him, so rather than pounce on him like a wolf, she instead reached back and gripped his hand with one of her own, smaller hands firmly. She offered him a...

Aanor'Loren smiled up at the canopy as she watched the leaves pass over her. "Well, we've been followed for the last five minutes, so I would give it another five to ten minute walk to the edge of the village. Getting an audience with the elders won't be easy, but we will manage." She let her...

Aanor'Loren was so engrossed in her thoughts that only a soft whisper behind her broke her from the enthralling peace of the wildnerness. With a surprised look, she turned to Thelonious. "Sorry? I didn't quite catch that." She admitted, finding it quite strange that she was so in tune with her...

Aanor'Loren was content to leave the issue buried, but she couldn't deny the reassurance she felt when Thelonious's hand found her own and gave it a squeeze. She kept her eyes and face to her right, away from him. She just didn't want him to see her blushing. She led him back into the more...

For a time that seemed like forever, Aanor'Loren struggled to control her wild emotions. And for all that forever, Thelonious held her, saying nothing and simply letting her let out the grief she couldn't explain and the sadness that she felt for no reason. But he was there for it all. After...

Aanor'Loren ground her teeth and stood, once more becoming the arrogant and angry ball of fury that Thelonious had first met. She poked a finger to his chest and spoke in an indignant tone, "Making me? NO ONE makes me do anything, got that? I'm going with you regardless of what a council of old...

Aanor'Loren was caught off guard by the question, and looked up at him sharply, trying to decipher his meaning before asking the obvious thoughts she had. Would they help him? Odds were that simply because he wasn't from her tribe, he would normally have a hard time gaining their attention at...

Aanor'Loren sighed as she walked back to the shelter, her thoughts on how she might get the elders' approval for such a risky task. Going into the heart of the forest was taboo, and had not been done that she could remember during her lifetime. The elves and dark fey had an unsteady truce, and...

Aanor'Loren found the stream with no trouble, and, with a careful scan of the surrounding area, she undressed quickly and waded into the cool water. Due to a desire to be warm and dry, she was quick about it, washing the mud from her clothes first and setting them on a rock in the sunlight to...

Aanor'Loren made a point not to move a muscle even as she heard Thelonious start laughing. She instead stayed very still and concentrated on trying to control her blushing face. When she finally did look up at Thelonious, it was to accept his help to stand. This act of kindness soothed her...

Aanor'Loren didn't think too much of Thelonious's eyes on her tattoos, nor did she pay much mind when he scooted away from her. However, what she did notice, was that when she finally awoke, her eyes were but mere inches from his and her body even less. Her face almost immediately began to glow...

Aanor'Loren went about the tasks easily, preparing the shelter with Thelonious just as the rain began to come down. With a brief glance up at the sky, she ducked into the shelter with him, realizing she would be very close to him with how much space there was inside. Her cheeks reddening from...

Despite herself, Aanor'Loren found his eagerness to help quite comforting, despite his skill with a bow being a bit lackluster, and the nature of the creatures they would now face. It gave her hope that there might be some sort of return to normality after this business was done with. Rather...

Aanor'Loren wanted to run. Never before had she been so afraid of a thing, but this, whatever this was, was enough to cause her to go against her training and seek an escape. She was terrified, and she wanted to find an excuse to leave, but something held her back. With a shaky breath, she...

Aanor'Loren was frozen. Not frozen as in encased in ice, but frozen, as from terror and shock. Her eyes didn't blink, couldn't blink, as she stared at the name at the top of the page. It was written in the much sloppier human language script, but Aanor'Loren had seen that word in its human...

Aanor'Loren hopped to her feet excitedly, "Tracks. They lead back towards the forest but I couldn't get a good look at them from up above. I want to take a look at them from the ground, see if they're something I might recognize." With that, she walked towards where she had seen the tracks. As...