The faint sounds of battle kept me alert all night. The clashing of swords against shields made my hands itch to hold my agiels. Over the past week I found less and less reasons to use them. After leaving the last big town things had been a bit to quiet. Peace for any kind of distance made a Mord-Sith nervous; even when my companions thought nothing of it.
Zedd told me to embrace the peace with Kahlan and Richard having no argument with it. They just didn't understand that the enemy only gave peace to lure their victims into a trap. I would just have to keep an eye out for everyone.
A sudden breeze lifted my hair, bringing chills to the back of my neck. I could almost feel the touch of someone's light fingers. I was reminded of the nights, not so long ago, there had been someone to keep my company. Thrusting the thought out of my head I stood, hands on hips, and paced back and forth. The breeze faded away almost sadly.
"Did you get any sleep last night, Cara?" Zedd asked the next morning, his voice reminding me of a bear.
"I'm fine." I growled.
"I never said you weren't." he laughed, handing me a piece of bread.
The fire I stood before went out with a sizzle as I knocked the bucket of water over it, "It's time to go. There was a battle last night. We don't need to get caught up in that will only slow us down."
No one protested, respecting my wariness and quickly grabbing their bags to leave. I did know about war, more than any of them. At least they were listening to me about some things.
Walking helped my feeling of unease a little, but I still couldn't shake it. Ether we were being watched at this very moment or something big was about to happen…
"Cara, will you slow down? I'm not as young as you." Zedd called out.
A small smile pushed its way onto my face, reminding me of how I grew up. When I was with my sisters no smiled, not a real smile. All smiles were sarcastic, or cruel, or most of the time sexual. I did not regret my time spent with Darken Rahl or the other Mord-Siths, they made me strong, but…
I never finished my thought, suddenly thundering hooves brought me back to awareness. Turning around I say a large grey horse galloping straight towards me.
There was no doubt in my mind this horse had no thoughts of avoiding me, he was ready to run me straight over.
Finally, I thought. My more than ready hands gripped the agiels, pulling them out firmly, and enjoying the pain they brought. The charging beast saw them immediately, its eyes widening. The grey horse's head went up and, setting its legs into the ground, came to a complete stop; flinging a rider I hadn't noticed off.
Shaking and snorting, the horse stood still, too frightened to move. On the ground the rider didn't move. Face down the man didn't move, all I saw was his curly black hair and red armor.
Richard, Kahlan, and Zedd recovered from their initial surprise, running up to me. I used the toe of my red boot to flip the man over, not so gently. Even through the thick hair and dirt it was easy to see he was attractive.
Regaining its wits, the grey horse started to back away. Having no doubt we would need it later, I grabbed the dangling reins.
"Richard, what's wrong with him?" Kahlan asked anxiously.
"He tried to run me over, that's what." I stated brusquely.
Richard laughed at that, looking at me with a grin, "He is out cold but alive." A frown suddenly surfaced on Richard's handsome face, "He looks familiar though."
I rolled my eyes, we would be stuck with him, at least until he woke up and attacked us. For some reason I looked forward to the thought of fighting him.
"Kahlan give me some bandages, quick." Richard blurted, pulling off the red armor.
Blood leaked onto the ground, no longer blending into the armor. With the experience of a man wounded many times, Richard successfully stopped the bleeding and bandaged the man up.
Please review and tell me what you think, if you have any suggestions please tell me. I am always up for helpful criticism. I am writing this fan fic because Cara is my favorite character and I think she deserves to be loved and happy.