[Everdawn]

The elf watched the thunder come across the sky. It was getting darker as the clouds passed in front of the moon. Énien wiped the tears away from her face and breathed deeply. I am making a fool out fo myself. Stop it Énien, crying will get you nowhere, only the weak cry. And you are not weak. Distant memories should be kept at that, distant. Play again in Rivendell, not here. She scolded herself.

Besides, what if someone were to see you like this...She stood up. From here she could see through the window the holding yards of the horses. In the claps of lightning she could see Melliant struggling against the servants. Melliant! you are a terrible creature!she frowned.

The elf picked herself up and walked outside, for what seemed like an eternity to where her beloved horse was. Énien stood at the fence. "Melliant!" she called and immediatly the horse stood still, and looked in her direction. She jumped over the fence (with great difficulty, these dresses arent meant for this sort of thing).

Melliant began to quietly walk over to her. The servants were in shock. Énien patted him and walked into the stables, the horse following her quietly out of the small paddock towards the stables. "Lady, the horse will bolt!" one of the men yelled after her. As usual, she ignored them. Énien found a small stall where she gestured to Melliant to lie.

There were many horses in there, as the company's horses were bedded down for the night. A figure in the corner caught her eye and only half turning she sopke. "Hello Rangar. Escaping the humans?"