Gwyn rose from the fire and began to walk through the trees, considering her new comrades. Bluvard seemed mysterious, and Calixto wise. Elanor, Harolas, and Elwyn had all become friends. Gwyn sighed exasperatedly, thinking herself to be the only one in the company who was alone.
Her eye caught the faintest difference in the moonlight in the tree above her. Looking up, she saw a young woman in green tunic and leggings, holding a bow and aiming it expertly at the Orcs. Following the woman's gaze, Gwyn's eyes hardened. A young elf, dark-haired, was being held captive at the hands of the Orcs, along with her own comrade, Elwyn.
Silently Gwyn scaled the tree and alerted the woman to her presence. If this woman is aiming at Orcs, Gwyn thought, she must be helping my friend, and if she's helping my friend - Gwyn bit her lip - she was an ally.
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