Mirabella let out a sigh as Olo crouched close to the fire that had begun to happily smoulder.
'Heavens! Were glad yere alive there Olo!' He simply nodded numbly. Mirabella sensed the guilt in him, and shook it off.
'What shall we do now?' ask Ferd, who was still looking very pale.
Mirabella stood up, and shook out her dress. 'Im dry enough, Im going to look for the other hobbits, I shant go far'
Trudging just under the treeline, she went further upstream. Soon she heard a faint call 'Who's out there??' Mirabella fought her way through the branches 'Its only me!! Come help me out of here!'
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