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Ani Dao extinguished the breakfast fire and went back to sit next to Yanithe who was finishing up her own breakfast.

“Well it looks like the company was well fed from the hearty meals,” said Ani Dao, re-braiding the bridle for her horse.

“Everyone’s getting ready to go to Bree, eh?” said Yanithe watching the dwarves place the pots and cooking ware in the wagon.

“Mm hmm, and going about it leisurely too. Soaking in every bit of serenity before the real adventure begins,” the elf put on her best doomsday face and watched the people with dark eyes. “Just you wait, when people start dying, and our food shortages run out completely and we’re licking the dew off of flowers for water—” Ani Dao laughed when Yanithe punched her in the arm jokingly.

“Yes Ani Dao, and you shall be the first to go,” said Yanithe smiling and getting up to go tend to her horse.

Ani Dao followed and brushed out her newly returned horse’s coat that was slightly caked with mud and covered in burrs. She then led him over to where the other horses were drinking from the small stream. After his thirst was quenched, she fed him from the supply of oats in the back of the wagon. When the young brown horse was taken care of, she hitched up his saddle, and tightened her saddlebag to the back, folding up her blanket inside.

When everything was ready, and the dwarves in the wagon, while the rest rode the horses recovered by Kaldon, the company set off for Bree before the morning was two hours old.