The wardens having already left for the Brecilian wood, Sunny was left with the mages and the Templars, whilst they were busy saddling horses and packing carriages and helping the mages onto the carriage, Sunny was occupying herself with checking, double checking and then triple checking her gear, happy with the quality of her goods for now. When the Knight-Templar Cullen made his way over.

"If you are not careful you will rub your pommel to naught." Upon seeing the confusion on his face she gestured to his hand that gripped and rubbed at his pommel, answering only with clearing his throat and not letting his hand stray too far from the handle of his sword.

"We are all set Miss, if you would like to get on the carriage then we will be on our way" he motioned his hand toward the other mages and she raised her eyebrows.

"I am more than capable of walking, Ser." She started to walk at the side of the road, he stared after her in disbelief, how could she irritate him so with a single sentence.

"With all due respect, you cannot possibly keep up with a horse drawn carriage." He grunted, already at the end of his tether.

"With all due respect" she spat standing at her full height, she rivalled Cullen, and stepping closer to him, "I am not some cow to be herded and corralled into a pen, and I don't ride passenger on horseback. Ever."

"You cannot possibly keep up." The two just glared at each other, their jaws locked and teeth grinding when the first enchanter came over.

"Sunny? Was that your name?" he asked and she nodded her eyes not leaving Cullen's. "Well then, Sunny, you may ride my horse and I shall get in the carriage with my fellow mages." She broke eye contact with Cullen to bow in the First enchanter's direction muttering a word of thanks.

"We shall take point." Cullen bit out. They had travelled in silence for hours, even when they stopped to water the horses she remained silent, eating on her own at a corner of the makeshift camp. Again as they set off she refused to talk and if she did it was to answer anything she deemed important enough for a response. As dusk started to draw in the first enchanter called to Cullen to stop and they would make camp, they all pulled together to help make the camp and Sunny was walking on the outskirts looking at the floor with a lot of interest. She seemed to skulk off slowly and quietly, Cullen followed, he was going to shout her but he wanted to see where she was headed, whether she just went with them so she could make a break for it, they had made it a few clicks away from camp when she spoke.

"If you wish to come hunting with me Knight Templar than can I suggest you walk quieter or if possible take off your armour, you are very noisy and will scare off any game I can track." He watched her with questioning eyes, "I can assure you if I wanted to harm you, your armour wouldn't be in my way." She watched him, waiting for him to make a decision. He pondered for a moment, he didn't really want to take it off, but he wanted to make sure she didn't hightail it out of there, a Mage of her skill left unchecked would be a great danger. "I shall wait for you" she said simply. With that he went back to his tent and took off his armour, dressing himself in his leather breeches and a loose cotton shirt, with leather boots. Though his sword came with, he wasn't leaving that behind.

When he came back he saw her in a different light, she hadn't quite turned fully to face him, and she was smiling and seemed to be really enjoying where she was at that moment in time.

"Much better" Sunny smiled as she looked him up and down, Cullen couldn't stop the red flush that covered his cheeks. He wasn't quite sure whether she meant his appearance or the fact that she could burn him to a cinder a lot easier and faster this way. They made their way through the wood, him sort of like a fumbling baby deer and her with a grace and stealth that astounded and terrified him all at the same time. Before long she raised her hand slowly and a little too late did he realise she meant for him to stop and not that she thought she had him far enough to kill him, his blade screeched as he drew it and he saw her shoulders tense as the deer she had spotted had just turned to them and run through the underbrush. A sigh left her lips along with a small shake of her head, Sunny turned to him, an unreadable expression on her face.

Sunny produced a small blade from her leather vambrace and held it out to him, he took it gently and looked at the small hilt, carved on it was a hart and a wolf, Cullen looked at her with a questioning glance as he held it back out to her. She refused.

"No, keep it, the next time you want to kill me you can do it without scaring off the game." She walked back the way they came, he wanted to say he was sorry but he thought she was going to try and kill him.

"My apologies-"

"Save it for someone you actually view as an equal." She stormed off, a lot less graceful but still deadly quiet her bow taut, he followed her back to the camp in silence every now and then she would let loose and arrow and come back and hand him a rabbit, in all he had five that she made him carry back to camp. Upon making the clearing she took them out of his hands but the look on her face warned him not to do anything other than breathe and hand them over.

Back at camp, everyone sat around the camp fire eating salted dried meat and bread and her lip curled in disdain, she walked over to the horse she was given for this trip and pulled a pot, some fresh vegetables and a water skin. Sat by the fire she set about setting the pot over it with the water and some salt letting that come to a boil as she prepared the rabbits, the next thing Cullen heard was a murderous growl and the thundering of heavy feet as a flash of brown fur tackled Sunny to the floor. The mages scarpered and the Templars stepped forward with swords drawn.

"Get off me you great oaf." Sunny shouted without any hint of humour, the Mabari that had bowled her over sat back, a rabbit in his mouth and his docked tail thumping the ground happily. "Had I known you were coming I would have taken you hunting instead" she said as she patted her self down, "you would have been quieter, even with all that panting." At this remark Cullen felt a pang of annoyance, though why he couldn't say. "It is fine Templars, this is the Grey Wardens Mabari." The Templars relaxed a little and the Mabari stared at Sunny, although he already had the rabbit he seemed to wait for the small nod from Sunny's head before he ran off with his ill gotten prize, he seemed to be looking for a nice place to sit and settled at the door of Cullen's tent.

Cullen had always wanted a Mabari hound. They chose their masters and were the most loyal beast you could ever hope to have. Satisfied the Mabari wasn't trying to enter his tent he continued to watch Sunny cook, he watched as her hand went to her wrist looking for the small blade that was still in his hand. As he made his way over to her she pulled an identical blade from the strapping in her boot. Cullen came to the conclusion that she was no normal mage, she was not dependant on her magic nor was she this helpless person that most mages turned into when faced with a scary situation. The Mabari sat by her side as she passed him scraps from her cooking. He seemed to watch everyone with suspicion and if Cullen didn't know better, he would say the dog especially watched him and he didn't know if he was imagining it but it was almost as if the dog even squinted at him. She had cooked enough for everyone and handed out the bowls to those that came to her with them. Cullen himself stayed at the other side of the fire, she didn't look at him once but he had been watching her the entire time, she came round to him, a bowl in her hands and passed it to him, still without looking at him.

"Thank you" he said quietly as he took the bowl in his hands, it smelt wonderful.

"Think nothing of it" she seemed to mumble and the Mabari growled at him as she sat down on the log beside him. "He's quite alright Trigg, he's probably the most trustworthy one here." His cheeks flushed but he put it down to the hot steam touching his face that rose from his bowl.

The camp started to settle down for the night and the night watch had been set. Cullen was slightly annoyed; the First Enchanter wouldn't let him take a shift, telling him he had some much needed rest to catch up on. It was then Cullen was about to settle down when he noticed Sunny laying her head on a Mabari pillow her eyes shut, until the Mabari started growling at his approach rousing her. She watched Cullen approach out of the corner of her eye.

"Can I help you, Knight Templar Cullen."Sunny spoke with sigh.

"The colder nights are drawing in and I thought it may be better for you to sleep in a tent rather than out in the open" Cullen tried to remain as nonchalant as he could, but still his mother had never raised him to turn a blind eye on a lady that needed help or assistance. But if he really looked at her she looked as though she wouldn't ask for help even if her life depended on it.

"I have no tent," she looked thoughtful. "Besides Trigg here will keep me warm" she patted the Mabaris leg, who seemed to be watching Cullen intently.

"I have more than enough room in my own tent and we have spare blankets" Cullen's voice broke as Sunny looked up at him, her eyes piercing and wary. Her eyes followed Cullens to his tent; there was definitely enough room for the both of them,

"Thank you" as she got up Trigg growled but was silenced by a small movement of her hand. Cullen made sure he was busy getting the spare bed linens before the Mabari could turn on him. On his way back he found himself staring at Sunny, she stood with her hands in front of her playing with her fingers, the moonlight shone off of her hair giving her a radiance that didn't seem possible from a woman with such a cold attitude. His breath nearly caught in his throat as she turned to look at him, she was beyond beautiful. She had stepped aside to allow him to get in the tent and he sorted the bed as best he could for her, she motioned for the dog to lay down outside as she got in and the Mabari settled with just his nose poking under the flap of the tent, making Sunny smile, and Cullen slightly wary.

"Goodnight." Sunny yawned as she laid down, and Cullen muttered in return, afraid to close his eyes for the dreams that would assault him.