[Novnarwen]

After a few moments of intense dragging, Ewinda and Lostlondwen had dragged both the dwarf and the elf to a safe place. They were both unconcsious when Aravorn comanded some of his men stand guard over them. Lostlondwen stirred at the elf and dwarf, looking as they were asleep. All had happened so fast. She felt exshaused and her only desire was to have a good night sleep. But she couldn't really see how she could sleep now, when all this had happend. Therefore she volunteered to fetch some herbs and search for water, which Aravorn would need to tend the wounded. She grabbed the bottle and started off into the night.

The voices of her companiens died soon away, Lostlondwen was now alone. The cool air touched her skin and she shuddered. It pricked and made her feel uncomfortable. Something was watching her, or someone. But she couldn't tell for sure. Lostlondwen kept on walking, in silence. She walked a few paces not daring to look back. For a few seconds she just stirred out into the night. Hoping the sound of another breathing, was just an imagination. She waited, and waited. There was no sound. Just me then, she tought and walked on.

Water was dripping, she could hear it. Not far away, she cold glimpse the silver drops fall on the ground and into a little pool. Where is the water coming from? she tought. Loslondwen stepped forwards, taking the bottle into the cold water and filling it. She found the herbs near by. They had a wierd smell, good tough. Just an unusual smell. High up in the black cold night she saw the tree tops. Loslondwen found a solid branch and started to climb. There was a much better wiew here. Even tough it was dark, very dark, she managed to see several people, who had to be the company. Luckily they were not very far away, she would reach them in about ten minutes.

She slipped down from the branch, and trodged away. For a few paces she actually ran, but then, at the same spot she had heard breahting before, she could hear it again. She spun around. No one. But the breaths grew even stronger. Who ever it is, must be getting frightened or something, she tought. Unfortunatly the dark made it impossible for Lostlondwen to see anything. For a few moments she just stood there, listening. There was a sound, it was a branch braking. The trees, she tought. She glansed up just in time to see a dark, small figure, sneaking in one of the trees. From the ground it seemed to be a boy. It couldn't have been a full grown man, not up in that tree. Anyhow, she wouldn't be able to take this boy now, whoever he was. She hadn't got anything to protect herself in any matter. Then she rememberd; the bottle and the herbs. We've got to come later then, she muttered and ran in the direction the others were.

"Aravorn, come quickly. There's a child...." she burst out. The others looked up and noticed her arrival.