Nuhrive ran on through the underbrush, willing herself on. She could hear Nura's ragged breath beside her under her own panting. Suddenly she skidded to a halt, peering closely at a tree nearby.
"That tree...notice anything about the marks on the bark?" She asked Nura.
The girl peered at it for a moment before realising the same thing as Nuhrive and groaning. "No! We passed this about half an hour ago!"
"Indeed." Nuhrive flopped down on the ground beside her. "Who would have thought something with the translation 'Anroa and Shalsran will love each other forever' could be so forbidding?" Nuras eyes widened as she looked back at the tree and they both laughed, despite the situation; in fact, as much because of the situation.
Nuhrive handed the human girl a piece of lembas. "Sorry, I didnt grab any water."
"My fault as well." Nura replied, accepting it.
"I-" Nuhrive started, before ducking down and pulling Nura with her. Voices....human voices. The one she recognised as Skara's was strongest, angrily ringing out. In a few seconds they would come into view...rolling away, the elf girl crawled away as quietly as she could, with Nura following her.
"Pleas let us get away, please..."
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