Thaurbar was surprised by the affability of the wood elf. He have met some of Thrandruil's captains before and they struck him as aloof and proud. This one was different.
"Findereg of Mirkwood, yours is a most gracious offer. I accept."
Thaurbar waited for Findereg to ride pass him so that they could travel along side. As he turned Eastwind around, he discovered that there waere seven travellers and not six; a little urchin was perched behind a female elf. When she saw the newcomer looking at her, she clung even tighter to the elf and hid her stained face from sight.
Thaurbar gave his horse a slight tap with his heels and picked up pace. Soon he was riding beside Findereg.
"We found her along the river bank," Findereg said, guessing correctly what was on the Sindar's mind, "not far from where we met you."
Thaurbar looked over his shoulder and espied the child again. She was wounded.
"Orcs?"
Findereg nodded and replied nonchalantly, "Her injuries were not serious. She was in shock when we came upon her but that has passed. Since then she has recovered her faculties and I believe, is behaving normally for an Atani of her age. Apparently she has bonded with Aenara and they are inseparable now."
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