[Brinniel]

Calentoliel looked over at Endereth, who remained silent. Finally, Calentoliel spoke.
"I am Calentoliel, and this is Endereth. We are searching for the black beast if that is what you hunt."
Mattius nodded, staring at her. "You have magic in your voice," he said.
Calentoliel glared at him. She did not wish to explain her magic again. "Nay," she lied. "Why would you say such a thing?"
At that Endereth began to laugh. However, Mattius kept a straight face, his eyes fixed on Calentoliel. "Do not lie to me, Calentoliel," he said gently. "I heard your song and I recognize you voice. But you do not have to explain this mysterious gift to me if you wish not to."
Calentoliel smiled, relieved that she did not have to retell her story. She shivered as snow flurries fell from the dark sky.
"I wish we could build a fire," Endereth sighed.
"I wish so also, but I'm afraid it is too risky," Mattius replied, pulling out food frozen from the cold.
He shared with them his food and they talked for some time. Calentoliel leaned against the tree and closed her eyes, listening to the quiet voices of Mattius and Endereth. Before she knew it, she had drifted off into a dreamless sleep.