Heya, this is my 3rd or 4th COAD fic, not sure. I really, really appreciate the person that gave me the idea to write this story.

So this is basically about Renn and Torak's life after they leave the Ravens it WILL be a multi chapter fic :)

Renn: I'm sorry and all but....I don't remember agreeing to go with you Torak.

Torak: You did Renn, you did because you made me say it! Remember?

Renn: Did you put something in my waterskin to make me say it?

Torak: What?! No...why would I *cough* do that?

Renn: Hmm...we shall see

Torak: I...I guess we will

Disclaimer: I do not own Chronicles of Ancient Darkness :)

"Renn. I can't stay. And you can't leave.'

"And if I could you'd want to spare me the choice."

He did not reply.

Renn stood up and faced him, very pale and composed. 'It's not your choice to make. It's mine.'

Something in the way she said it made his heart skip a beat. 'But…you're going to be the Clan Mage.'

'No. That will be Dark.'

Dark

'Fin-Kedinn saw it before anyone.' Said Renn with a break in her voice. 'That's why he got Durrain to stay. Not for me, but for Dark. She says he has amazing skill. And he wants it, he
really does.' Two spots of colour had appeared on her cheeks. 'Fin-Kedinn saw it all. He…' She swallowed. 'He gave me the choice.'

It was then that Torak saw the rest of her gear piled behind the rock.

'Torak,' Renn said sternly. 'You've tried to leave me behind before. This is the last time. Do you want me to come with you or not?'

Torak tried to speak, but he couldn't. He nodded.

'Say it,' commanded Renn.

'…Yes. Yes I want you to come with me.'

She began to smile.

'Yes!' he shouted, lifting her in his arms and swinging her round so that her red hair flew, while the ravens burst into the air in a flurry of wings, and the wolves lashed their tails and
howled.

Down in the valley, fin-Kedinn heard them, rose to his feet, and raised his staff in farewell.

Torak and Renn jumped onto the rock so that Fin-Kedinn could see them, and waved their bows above their heads.

Then they grabbed Renn's gear and headed off into the morning, with the wolves trotting behind him, and the ravens sky-dancing overhead.

"Torak," Renn hissed. Torak blinked and looked at her blankly, it was obvious by the scowl she wore he had zoned out.

She nodded her head vaguely and turned away. With great care she drew an arrow from her quiver and placed it in her bow.

"Go slightly to the right Renn, the view will be clearer," Torak whispered. Renn nodded and shifted silently towards the large oak.

Luckily, they were downwind of the young deer and the animal was yet to catch sight or scent of them.

Torak had decided to let Renn shoot the deer as the fletching of his own arrows had become damaged somehow. Torak assumed it was when they had made camp the night before. Pebble had somehow got hold of them and chewed them to pieces.

Torak blinked and once again brought himself out of his thoughts. He watched as Renn drew back her bow and took aim. The animal roared loudly.

The arrow stuck awkwardly from its chest. The animal's dark eyes darted around frantically; Renn sighed and shouldered her bow, pushing through the shrubs towards the young buck.

She knelt beside it, and, as she had seen Torak do so many times, stroked it quivering flank gently.

Torak knelt beside her and placed a large hand on the buck's long nose. He could feel the hot breath escaping the flaring nostrils in short, hurried pants, scared each one would be its last.

He smiled softly and watched as the eyes closed. He rose again and placed a hand on Renn's shoulder. She turned and looked up at him, a small smile playing upon her lips.

She turned away and looked back at the buck; her hands ran along its scalp, feeling the small bumps where its antlers would have grown.

They had been tracking the young buck all day and into the late afternoon. With the wolves help it had been a simple task. The family of three had disappeared off to hunt, Wolf being ever vigilant of his young pup who was beginning to explore more and more.

The Willow Grouse Moon was rising overhead and although it was not yet spring, the forest was teaming with life. Two ravens squawked above them.

"Torak could you help me do this, please?" Renn asked as she drew her knife from her belt. "I feel like sleeping tonight,"

"Why didn't you sleep last night?" he asked innocently, clearly confused. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair, the long red strands caught in the gentle evening breeze.

"I was thinking about Fin-Kedinn and the ravens,," she confessed not turning to look at Torak as he leant down and pulled out his own knife.

"You could always go back you know?" he said teasingly, chuckling to himself. He stopped instantly when Renn glared at him.

"I said I was coming…so I'm not going back," she said defensively.

"I'm glad," Torak whispered and hesitated for a moment before leaning slightly and kissing Renn's cheek. Renn smiled and turned to him.

"You have snow in your hair," she muttered, laughing softly.

"Must have been from walking through those trees," he grinned and leant forward, a smirk plastered to his lips.

"You don't get to kiss me, until we're done skinning this buck," she whispered playfully and turned away. He sighed heartily, letting out a low groan.

"Better get it done quickly then," he smirked. This only earned him a not so gentle hit around the head followed by cackles of laughter from the ravens overhead.

Thank you for reading this :D

Please, please, please review coz I would love you if ya did :) And love makes the world go round.

Chapters will be no more than 3 days apart unless I state otherwise...which I will :)

The current title is only TEMPORARY because I could not think of one, so tell me what you think it should be called please!

Enjoy :)

-Amie