Trees and rocks passed by in a flash. It felt like she and Fang had been riding like this for hours, and most likely had. Fenir had been hunting the black worgs in Duskwood that day, course you could never really tell when it was day or night when you got close to Medivh's castle. The forest of Duskwood had been corrupted by the leaking taint of Medivh's castle. It had once been green and alive like any other forest, now it was dark, the trees blackened and dying, and undead horrors ran free. Plainly…it was a maze of corruption and death. Fang, her giant frostwolf, flopped down on the ground and watched as Fenir began the process of skinning the newly killed worg. While engrossed in her work, three humans had snuck up behind and ambushed them.

Fang's fur was covered in sweat and his chest was heaving with exhaustion. He couldn't take much more of this, but what were they to do? It was common sense what would happen is they stopped. Being a troll, any human would kill her on sight. Most of them saw any member of the horde as beasts…rampaging beasts with no sense of right or wrong. Course, THEY would know about that more than anyone else. Fenir gave out a weak chuckle as she looked back at her pursuers.

"Fine example'a beasts right behind meh…" Fenir murmured to herself

Fang swerved to the left as an arrow whizzed by and thunked into a tree. As Fang continued running and leaping left and right, arrows continued to whiz by with a shouted curse right behind it as each missed. Behind her, at least one of her pursuers was an archer like her. Another of them must be a priest…yes, that would explain their mounts unnatural stamina. However, the last one was a mystery, ther-. Her thoughts were broken as another arrow just barely missed her head.

"We hav'ta do sometin…les see, ders 3 of them an 1 of…" Fenir tightened her grip on the reins until it hurt. There would be no room for error here.

Joshua pulled an arrow from his quiver and knocked it. So far the troll had been able to evade his efforts, but that was soon to change. He was considered a pretty good archer; even so, he wasn't accustomed to riding and shooting at the same time. Her wolf should be tiring about now. With a sluggish mount like that then, she won't be able to dodge his arrows any longer.

"Joshua! Look out!" Chance suddenly yelled, breaking his trance.

Joshua's vision was suddenly covered in white fur, claws, and teeth. Sound and vision of each second blurred together. Each moment that passed brought only misery. Minutes passed by as he slowly regained his thoughts. His mouth had a metal taste and felt hot. Opening his eyes, he realized that he was on his side on the ground.

"Mmmmm…w-what happened?" Joshua shifted his weight and felt a sharp pain go up his left leg that forced him to clench his teeth and fists together to hold back the scream. Looking down, what he saw made him sick to his stomach. His leg had gotten trapped under his horse…which was now dead. Its face was frozen in mid scream, eyes wide, blood shot and teeth bared. The entire length of the neck had been completely ripped apart. The throat crushed and blood still oozing out the open mouth, soaking into the earth. He felt a sick taste rising up in the back of his throat. Turning over as best he could, he lurched as he felt hot bitter bile being rejected.

A hand set itself on his shoulder, and he felt a warm pulse go through his body as the hand traced down his body and stopped to rest itself on his leg. "Try not to move, I think it's broken. I can numb the pain for now, but we need to get you to a doctor."

"Katherine…what happened? Where's Chance?" Joshua managed to whisper as the pain in his leg slowly receded.

"I don't know." Katherine paused and went quiet, then slowly lifted her head and spoke. "I'm not sure what exactly happened myself…but let's get your leg out before anything else."

As Katherine moved to remove Joshua's leg from under the poor beast, a low growl sounded. Looking up slowly she saw that they were not alone. Above them on a small outcropping rock was the troll's huge frostwolf mount. Its white fur was stained red with blood and raw horse flesh hanged from its mouth. Katherine sat still, not daring to move lest she some how provoke the beast.

Joshua started to open his mouth to ask what was wrong when he saw the giant wolf out of the corner of his eye. The thing bared it's teeth and let go another deep growl as he began to attempt to remove his leg again. It was apparent this thing had no intention of letting them go. With Chance no where to be seen and him trapped, there wasn't much that could be done.

"Joshua…I'm going to try and get it's attention, I need you to use yer bow and take it down…" whispered Katherine, trying not let the wolf hear them incase it some how comprehended what was said.

"What are you talking about? My stuff is over is over there" pointing to a near by tree. "And if you haven't noticed, I can't really move…" He quickly whispered back.

"Don't worry bout that, let me take care it…" Katherine snapped back.

Now Joshua was quite puzzled by this. Katherine being a priestess was not accustomed to combat so there wasn't much she could do. His thoughts were suddenly broken as Katherine got up abruptly and dove towards the bow. Seeing this, the frostwolf gave a swift snarl and dived for her. Katherine grabbed the bow and quiver and threw it towards Joshua just as the frostwolf's front paws slammed into her chest. Joshua quickly reached for the items but as he stretched for them, but felt the jolting pain in this leg once again.

"Joshua! Shoot it, shoot it now!" Katherine screamed as she tried her best to hold the beast's gapping jaws away from her throat.

Reaching for his bow once again, he felt the jolting pain once again and jerked back. Glancing over at Katherine, he saw that her strength was waning and the creature was gaining ground towards her throat. Clenching his teeth together, he quickly reached for it once again. This time, he felt his hand close around his bow and an arrow sticking out of the quiver. Quickly pulling back, he knocked the projectile, took aim, and let it go.