***OMG I actually updated, I thought this story was completely dead, but
OMG!!! ***
Cantria looked from where she had, been on lookout duty, she stuck out her tongue, rolled her eyes; then looked again. There she saw something, a group of humans; her eyes bugged out, Aiel!!
She had been about seven summers old when the Aiel had come for Laman's pride, so she barely remembered what had happened, but everyone knew about how the black-veiled Aiel savages had invaded Cairhein, and looted until there wasn't much left for them to pick up.
Then she was a familiar face, Elyas! She shrieked and stared running to Khris, she needed to know about this. She jumped out of her tree and ran.
Perrin talked to the Aiel Wise One that had come with them, "we can't put Masema down like a rabid dog because he has all of these Dragonsworn following him."
The Wise One scowled they had been over this a million times, and every time Perrin refused to have Masema killed. The bloody Prophet of the bloody Dragon Reborn. Elyas looked at Perrin's sad face, and rode up to him, "Perrin, lad you are doing all you can for Faile, you can't keep doing this, from dawn to dusk, not getting any sleep, only eating when Lini nearly shoves it down you're throat."
He just stared stonily ahead, Faile, his dear wife, the love of his life, everything to him. Elyas had moved away, behind him and was trying to move behind the progression of the soldiers.
Elyas had nearly given up when he heard a rustling in the snow- covered brush near him. He kicked his horse around and pulled whatever it was up.
It was a teenage girl, scowling, and upon closer inspection, had golden eyes, she growled deep in her throat, swung a leg out at him, and in his surprise managed to run. He ran after her on his horse.
"Stop," he heard a voice yell from above him. He looked from where he had seen the girl disappear to where the voice had come from. She was smart and had the sun behind her at enough of an angle that it would be hard for him to identify her, and to bring her down, because the sun would be in his eyes
"Rhetara, stop, it's Elyas!"
He could see the girl slowly lower the bow. She jumped from the snow- covered tree. He identified the voice and scent of Cantria. He smiled slowly. "So Cantria, you've finally paid me back."
Her scent turned from shocked joy to amusement to almost anger.
***Sorry about the cliffie, but I have to stop, don't kill me!!! ***
Cantria looked from where she had, been on lookout duty, she stuck out her tongue, rolled her eyes; then looked again. There she saw something, a group of humans; her eyes bugged out, Aiel!!
She had been about seven summers old when the Aiel had come for Laman's pride, so she barely remembered what had happened, but everyone knew about how the black-veiled Aiel savages had invaded Cairhein, and looted until there wasn't much left for them to pick up.
Then she was a familiar face, Elyas! She shrieked and stared running to Khris, she needed to know about this. She jumped out of her tree and ran.
Perrin talked to the Aiel Wise One that had come with them, "we can't put Masema down like a rabid dog because he has all of these Dragonsworn following him."
The Wise One scowled they had been over this a million times, and every time Perrin refused to have Masema killed. The bloody Prophet of the bloody Dragon Reborn. Elyas looked at Perrin's sad face, and rode up to him, "Perrin, lad you are doing all you can for Faile, you can't keep doing this, from dawn to dusk, not getting any sleep, only eating when Lini nearly shoves it down you're throat."
He just stared stonily ahead, Faile, his dear wife, the love of his life, everything to him. Elyas had moved away, behind him and was trying to move behind the progression of the soldiers.
Elyas had nearly given up when he heard a rustling in the snow- covered brush near him. He kicked his horse around and pulled whatever it was up.
It was a teenage girl, scowling, and upon closer inspection, had golden eyes, she growled deep in her throat, swung a leg out at him, and in his surprise managed to run. He ran after her on his horse.
"Stop," he heard a voice yell from above him. He looked from where he had seen the girl disappear to where the voice had come from. She was smart and had the sun behind her at enough of an angle that it would be hard for him to identify her, and to bring her down, because the sun would be in his eyes
"Rhetara, stop, it's Elyas!"
He could see the girl slowly lower the bow. She jumped from the snow- covered tree. He identified the voice and scent of Cantria. He smiled slowly. "So Cantria, you've finally paid me back."
Her scent turned from shocked joy to amusement to almost anger.
***Sorry about the cliffie, but I have to stop, don't kill me!!! ***