In the forest a young girl was riding on her horse along a narrow path. She was wearing boys brown trousers and a dark green shirt. She had a silver and green mottled cloak that seemed to shimmer but also disappear into the background of trees. Under the hood, though not visible was dirty blonde hair and green eyes. There was a claw of some kind around her neck on a black cord. She had a sword strapped to her waist, a bow slung over her shoulder, and a quiver of arrows. The horse was dark dapple grey with hints of brown There was a large white dog trotting by its side. As they were going along at a trot, the dog stopped suddenly at the same time as the horse.
"Baol?" she asked the horse, meaning "danger" in Gaelic. The horse bobbed its head.
"Taispeain(show)." she said quietly. The horse tossed its head in a circle. She knew she was surrounded.
An arrow shot from behind a tree and hit her in her upper left arm. She fell off her horse. She struggled to get up. She broke most of the arrow shaft off so it wouldn't be in the way and drew her sword. Six men came from the trees. The girl raised her sword and attacked the closest one in front of her. She easily defeated him. She turned to face the five remaining men. Her horse suddenly reared up and hit one in the head. Four left.
"Bog!(move)" she commanded. The horse backed away and the dog followed.
The closest one to her roared, swung his ax and charged at her. She swung her sword high, pretending to aim for his head. He raised his ax to defend his head. She immediately curved her stroke outwards and hit him in the side. He grunted and fell. The next to came forward, one with a whip and the other with a sword. The whip flashed out. She raised her sword to block it but it looped around her sword, causing her to lose control of it. She held on and drew her dagger out of a pocket with her left hand. She threw it at the man holding the whip. It hit him in the chest and he let go of the whip. She shook it off of her sword and quickly hit the one of the two remaining men in the head with the broad side of the sword. Only one man was left. He too had a sword. He attacked her. He was by far the most skilled of the bandits. They both hit each other a few times but only with small scratches, nothing serious enough to drive the other one away or kill. Then he swung up from the bottom and swung around wide, a reverse of what she had done to her second opponent. She dodged the blade but the hilt hit her hard on the forehead. Then the dog appeared out of nowhere and bit the man's neck.
"Tar!(come)" the girl called. The horse raced to her side. She barely managed to pull herself up with her fading strength. She grabbed the length of rope she had on the saddle. She tied herself to the saddle. Her vision was going blurry. She needed to go.
"Camelot." she whispered to the horse before losing consciousness.