[dragoneyes]

Arrelle had tried to awaken Tallin and Hwesta, though in vain. She was Shakey and dazed still, the troll's club had dealt her a hard blow, harder than any other she'd ever experienced before. Her head ached from where it had smacked the wall, at first it had been a sharp pain but now it had subsided to a dull throb. Her chest, which had taken the brunt of the club, now caused her the most pain, she didn't know if anything was broken or not but she suspected that something was, it hurt everytime she took a breath.

Arrelle stood up and looked around the cave, past the trolls stinking carcass she could see Yenhofir, she had been such a happy soul, but now she was just another dead body. Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked upon Faryn, then Hwesta and Tallin at her feet. Finally she looked over at Berethion, he was still breathing, though barely and even Arrelle could see that he wouldn't make it. Raye was watching him intently, waiting for any last words he may have. Arrelle was overwhelmed, she was just a simple girl from Gondor, not cut out for fighting or battles. All she had wanted was to travel and see new places before she settled down a got herself a husband like her sister. Tears began pouring soundlessly down her cheeks and she fled for the cave entrance, unwatched. Never had she known so much sadness and despair, the thought of it drove her away, she paused and turned to see Tallin slowly awaken and her wolves greet her. She was happy to see that they hadn't been separated but the air was still heavy with sorrow. She plunged off into the forest, her heart heavy with grief, grief for people she barely knew. She ran recklessly through the forest, desparate to get away from the accursed trees. Their presence had become suffocating and now all she wanted was the wide open fields of her home.

Suddenly she remebered her horse waiting patiently for her, she wanted more than ever to have her back again, and once they were together they'd get off strait home, no dallying in Mirkwood or Lothlorien or Rohan or wherever, home was where she wanted to be. Her foot caught on a tree root, snapping her back to reality as she landed on the hard soil. She groaned and rolled over, holding her chest as she sat up as it was searing with pain. tears of pain now mingled with those of sadness and ran with new vigour down her cheeks. She slowly got up, trying to find the least painful way but she didn't bother dusting herself down, she just continued walking in the direction she had been going in, whichever direction that was.