Haha! I am not dead, I am alive! Sorry for the ahh... wait. I just got really distracted. I would always get bored of something to quick, but now I am writing again, and it feels good!

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They walked down the path, knowing that the forests surrounding them would have the hoard of Cardspawn in it. They had to make it out of the forest, keep moving down the trail, get to the main traders route and to a village where they planned to meet up with the twins and further they'er plan.. From there they could move to the lake, get to have a nights rest at a tavern instead of in a tent, then they would make the final walk to the city. There they would have to be extra vigilant. The Queen is probably paranoid about now, due to Alice, A.K.A her, being in this world. It would take awhile, but it was necessary.

She led the team at the front of the party, while the others were hanging out behind her. It reminded her of life back in Kirkwall, where she would lead her friends into the most strangest dangers. Never ever had she expected this to happen. She also wondered if she will ever get home...

"A silver for your thoughts?" She almost jumped when she heard a voice next to her, but realized that it was simply Red. She sighed, looking to the ground with a false smile showing on her face. Hopefully he didn't notice, otherwise he would only ask more questions.

"I was just wondering if I would ever get to see my home again." She said.

"Well, once you defeat the Red Queen you'll be able to do whatever you please. I once heard that the last hero of our time, thousands of years ago, disappeared without a trace. Some say that she died while killing the last Jabberwocky, others say that she ran away, not wanting to stick around to long."

"And what do you say?" She asked. He turned his head to her, then back to the road.

"According to rumors, she had lost loved ones in the war. I think that, now that the job was done, she went to join the one's she lost." He said, in an almost story telling voice. Lost loved ones, huh? Well, she had lost a fare few loved ones over the years. Why is she still in the waking world? To protect my remaining loved ones. she thought. It was true, she had to protect her mother and brother, at all costs.

"Do you have any loved ones?" She asked, curious as she was. She seemed to be getting more and more curious by the second, and she knew she was being more serious, too. It was strange how much this place has changed her in such a small amount of time.

"I... well, no. Not really. I'm not exactly the favorite of the bunch of people we have here."

"Are you kidding me?" Cheshire said from behind them, before coming to step in-between her and Red. "You are one of the most popular guy here! I mean, don't get me wrong, I would love to run my fingers through Hatter's chest hair. Who wouldn't? But still, you are definitely my... SECOND! Second favorite!" Red rolled his eyes, while Ferren sighed. So much for the conversation she was managing to have with Red. And she was just getting to know him, too.

"Are you drunk?" She asked. Caterpillar came to walk next to her, draping an arm around her shoulders.

"We may have had a bottle 'a ale, but who can blame us? Were about to head in'ta a place which is the most known for the people that go in NOT gettin' back out again. Well, that is except Bunny. But dat guy can walk around without you even hearin'em!" He and Cheshire started laughing uncontrollably.

"Oh, but he is the most adorable thing when he pouts." Cheshire said. Caterpillar nodded in approval.

"Yes, yes. That is true. And whenever he walks in front of me, I get this sudden impulse to grab that little rabbit tail."

"Ohh! I get that too! Imagine his reaction. He would blush soooo hard! The aftermath might be a bit hard, though. He can run really fast, even when he's lugging that sword of his around."

"Your right. You two, how fast are you when running?" Caterpillar asked the two innocent bystanders- Red and Ferren- who were just trying to ignore them. They both turned they'er head mechanically to look at him.

Ferren looked forward before saying, "Oh, I'm not to good at it. Clumsy thing that I am, I'll just trip all over the place. I never did much running back where I lived. Mostly walking and fighting. It does help with the whole magic thing, though."

Red also looked forward before saying, "Yeah, I was never one for running. I always stood my ground, being the stubborn thing that I am. But an angry, blushing rabbit, carrying a giant sword does give the impulse to run away. But so does crazy drinking animals and insects." He finished with a shrug.

There was a silence-a blissful silence- before the other two started talking between them again. Red and Ferren's presence was expertly ignored, and that in itself was a blessing. They'er chatter continued for hours, before Cheshire just blurted out,

"You know, I don't think we have more then two tents."

Silence...

"The twins took the other two."

Silence...

"That means we have to share."

Silen-

"Wait, what?!" Ferren all but burst out. How do you forget more tents? Oh right, everyone is waay to distracted by everything else to even listen when someone says 'do we need anymore tents before we go on this journey that will most likely take a very long while? no? good'.

"Calm down, Alice!" Caterpillar, still being drunk, was laughing at her reaction. "Look, we can jus' go... boys in da one tent, girls in the other. Simple!" He said. Finishing with a big wave on his arms for emphasis.

"Speaking of tents, look where the sun is." Red said. Ferren looked at where the sun was setting on the horizon. Seems it's time to set up camp. she thought. And as if reading her mind, the others found a clearing and started setting up the tents. Well, actually it was more She and Red went to get firewood and Cheshire and Caterpillar set up the tents. It would probably take those two awhile, so she and Red take they'er sweet time getting firewood.

Once they'er arms are completely full of firewood, they stop to take a break. The two sat on some tree stumps in silence, until Ferren felt this question gnawing at her brain.

"You know, everyone here has a nickname that sorta tells a bit about them. Why is your's Red?" She asked. It simply did not make sense to her. Red looked at her for a second, before turning his head to the pill of sticks they had gathered.

"Can you keep this story a secret? Not everyone really knows." He says. I smile at him and nod. He smiled back and continues. "Well, how do I put this, my mother was a serving girl at the Red palace. Now, mind you, this was before the Red Queens rule. She died giving birth to me."

"I'm.. sorry. What about your father?" I ask. He gives a nervous laugh.

"Well, you see, my father was... the Red King." She could feel my jaw drop. "The late king was my half-brother, I guess."

"But that would mean that your the heir to the thrown." She saw Red visibly flinch when she said that.

"Oh, please don't say that. I really do not want to be king. It's just not my kind of thing. I rather battle, excitement, adventure! Not politics. I've anyone knew of my being prince, then they would throw me on the thrown as soon as we won the war. If we win the war. And I really do not want to have that type of responsibility. And-"

"Alright, alright, I get it. You can stop freaking out." I said with a smile. He rubbed the back of his head and she could just make out the tinge of pink on his cheeks.

"Sorry, I was rambling. Maker, that was as bad as Dormy."

"No one babbles as much as Dormy." I say.

"I guess your right. On another note, can you please not tell anyone? I would be eternally grateful!" He said, no, begged. I shook my head slowly, and with a sigh, outstretched my hand.

"Alright, I won't tell anyone. But in return, you have to give me more answers other from 'There's a war! run away!'" He laughed and shook my hand.

"Deal."

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