[A/N] Well, here's the next chapter. ^-^ Had nothing else to do, and I couldn't get the little scene off of my mind. **sign** Anything not to do my homework. **grin** ANY WAY... here you go.
Chapter Seven
Catti-brie turned her head, her thoughts coming back to her as she listened to the sounds of the woods. She hadn't seen Drizzt come back and she had finally decided to tell him exactly how she felt. Regis had woken up, surprisingly, right after she had, sitting on the other side of the fire and yawning. Catti-brie listened carefully as the sounds got closer and closer to the campsite.
Standing slowly, Catti-brie noticed that the others, with the exception of Bruenor, for some reason, had all been awakened by the sounds also. As Wulfgar came to stand next to her, she set a silver arrow on her enchanted bow, Taulmaril, and set a bead in the direction from which the sounds were coming from. Wulfgar alreadu had out Aegis-Fang, ready to throw it at a moments notice.
"Where's Drizzt?" He asked quietly, looking quickly at Catti-brie. "I'm surprised that he isn't here already. I thought that it was still his watch."
"I haven't seen him either." She said quietly. "And I'll not be knowin' where he is neither."
To their surprise, at they watched, Guenwyvar burst through were Catti-brie and Wulfgar had been aiming their weapons. Their eyes widened when they saw the onyx figurine in the panther's mouth and a terrified child no older than five on her back. Catti-brie ran forward, placing the arrow back into her hip-quiver and slinging Taulmaril over her shoulder. Guenwyvar dropped the statuette into her hand and looked at her through green eyes.
The group looked from the figurine to the Astral panther, all of them knowing very well that the drow would never part willingly with the enchanted item. Looking then at the small child, who had slid off the panther and was watching all of them with wide, frightened twilight eyes, they saw the many cuts and bruises that had been bestowed upon the child.
* * * * *
The elfling looked around at all of the strange people that the ranger's panther had brought him to. There was a halfling, four humans, and a sleeping dwarf. One of the humans was small, smaller than him, with dark hair and blue eyes. She was looking at him with s strange look on her face, as if he was an alien, or something.
Swallowing audibly, he wished he could stop his hands fron shaking, but he couldn't. One of the humans, a pretty one with reddish brown hair and sapphire eyes that reminded him of his mother, started to approach him, worrying evident in her clear eyes.
Tears streamed down his face and he unsuccessfully tried to choke back a sob as he slowly began to try to go back into the forest.
* * * * *
Walking forward slowly, Catti-brie knelt down infront of the small, wide-eyed five-year-old. She smiled softly,trying to reassure the child that she didn't mean to hurt him. She held out her arms, offering comfort to the little one's obvious pain and confusion.
Without warning, the child buried himself into her comforting embrace, sobbing freely, hoping now that the danger had passed, and that he was finally safe. Catti-brie whispered soothing words to the child in her arms, not knowing that he couldn't understand a word she was saying, and motioned to Delly to come forward, and the others to stay back. She had a feeling that since Wulfgar was so big, he would scare the small child.
Catti-brie gasped softly as she stroked the child's pale gold hair, as she noticed his pointed ears for the first time. It was an elfling, and a very small one at that. Delly knelt quietly beside the two, carrying a soft blanket with her, having seen that the small child was shivering and shaking. Here eyes widened when she saw the elfling's pointed ears, looking up at Catti-brie with a look of confusion.
* * * * *
He felt the other female approach them as he snuggled closed to the woman holding him. Tears fell down his cheeks as the nightmarish images off his Ame and Ada lying so still on the ground flashed through his head. He sobbed harder as he thought about having had to watch his entire clan being slain by those drow.
He clung to the auburn-haired human, listening to the soft, yet soothing words that he couldn't understand. He was vaguely aware of being wrapped in a blanket and lifted up into the air by the human woman.
* * * * *
Catti-brie sat next to the fire, carrying the little one with her and holding her close. It had been a little while and the elfling had fallen asleep. Befire sending the panther back to the Astral plane, Catti-brie had known that something was wrong. Guenwyvar had gone through the motions of pulling an outraged Bruenor towards Silverymoon, as if telling her that they would have to leave the area as soon as possible.
Delly sat next to her, observing the small child while he slept restlessly in Catti-brie's arms. The rest of the group was getting ready to leave, since the sun was already coming over the horizon. Colson was also helping to 'pack up camp.'
"Somethin' has happened to him." Catti-brie said quietly, looking at Delly. When the woman only looked at her curiously, she continued. "It's difficult to say, but by the way he was just clingin' to me, it was as if somethin' might o' happened to him family."
"Poor little one." Delly said softly, gently brushing a lock of stray pale gold hair from his face. "I bet this all must be strange to him, since he probably can't understand a word we're sayin'. But, once we get to Silverymoon, I'm sure that Lady Alustriel will be able to help him."
Catti-brie nodded. "I hope ye're right Delly." She looked off in the direction that the elfling had come from. "And I'm also hopin' that Drizzt is all right." She stood and began to walk over to the readied wagon. "I just have a bad feelin' 'bout all this."
* * * * *
The darkness surrounded him and all he opened his eyes, he supressed a groan, felling the arrow shaft in his shoulder and the darts from the hand-held crossbows in his legs. slowly opening his eyes, he allowed his vision to slip into the infrared spectrum. Looking around, he saw that he was in some kind of dungeon, with chains on the walls.
Pain flared through his head as he tried to lift it off of the ground, causing the drow ranger to lie still, trying not to worsen the headache.
Soft footsteps soon started to come from the door on the opposite side of the floor from him. A tauntingly familiar voice filled his thoughts as he turned to look at the perpetraitor.
"Well, well, well, look what we have here." The smile widened on Kelnozz's face as he looked down at his old enemy. "If it isn't Drizzt Do'Urden, the renegade. I'm going to be having a lot of fun with you."
His laugh filled the ranger's thoughts as conciousness fled him.
--Well, he's in quite a pickle now. **evil smirk** I still haven't figured out a name for the elflinf yet. I'm open to suggestions. **hint hint** Otherwise I'll probably name him Legolas. **grin** Any way, R/R or the drow gets it! **evil cackle**
Chapter Seven
Catti-brie turned her head, her thoughts coming back to her as she listened to the sounds of the woods. She hadn't seen Drizzt come back and she had finally decided to tell him exactly how she felt. Regis had woken up, surprisingly, right after she had, sitting on the other side of the fire and yawning. Catti-brie listened carefully as the sounds got closer and closer to the campsite.
Standing slowly, Catti-brie noticed that the others, with the exception of Bruenor, for some reason, had all been awakened by the sounds also. As Wulfgar came to stand next to her, she set a silver arrow on her enchanted bow, Taulmaril, and set a bead in the direction from which the sounds were coming from. Wulfgar alreadu had out Aegis-Fang, ready to throw it at a moments notice.
"Where's Drizzt?" He asked quietly, looking quickly at Catti-brie. "I'm surprised that he isn't here already. I thought that it was still his watch."
"I haven't seen him either." She said quietly. "And I'll not be knowin' where he is neither."
To their surprise, at they watched, Guenwyvar burst through were Catti-brie and Wulfgar had been aiming their weapons. Their eyes widened when they saw the onyx figurine in the panther's mouth and a terrified child no older than five on her back. Catti-brie ran forward, placing the arrow back into her hip-quiver and slinging Taulmaril over her shoulder. Guenwyvar dropped the statuette into her hand and looked at her through green eyes.
The group looked from the figurine to the Astral panther, all of them knowing very well that the drow would never part willingly with the enchanted item. Looking then at the small child, who had slid off the panther and was watching all of them with wide, frightened twilight eyes, they saw the many cuts and bruises that had been bestowed upon the child.
* * * * *
The elfling looked around at all of the strange people that the ranger's panther had brought him to. There was a halfling, four humans, and a sleeping dwarf. One of the humans was small, smaller than him, with dark hair and blue eyes. She was looking at him with s strange look on her face, as if he was an alien, or something.
Swallowing audibly, he wished he could stop his hands fron shaking, but he couldn't. One of the humans, a pretty one with reddish brown hair and sapphire eyes that reminded him of his mother, started to approach him, worrying evident in her clear eyes.
Tears streamed down his face and he unsuccessfully tried to choke back a sob as he slowly began to try to go back into the forest.
* * * * *
Walking forward slowly, Catti-brie knelt down infront of the small, wide-eyed five-year-old. She smiled softly,trying to reassure the child that she didn't mean to hurt him. She held out her arms, offering comfort to the little one's obvious pain and confusion.
Without warning, the child buried himself into her comforting embrace, sobbing freely, hoping now that the danger had passed, and that he was finally safe. Catti-brie whispered soothing words to the child in her arms, not knowing that he couldn't understand a word she was saying, and motioned to Delly to come forward, and the others to stay back. She had a feeling that since Wulfgar was so big, he would scare the small child.
Catti-brie gasped softly as she stroked the child's pale gold hair, as she noticed his pointed ears for the first time. It was an elfling, and a very small one at that. Delly knelt quietly beside the two, carrying a soft blanket with her, having seen that the small child was shivering and shaking. Here eyes widened when she saw the elfling's pointed ears, looking up at Catti-brie with a look of confusion.
* * * * *
He felt the other female approach them as he snuggled closed to the woman holding him. Tears fell down his cheeks as the nightmarish images off his Ame and Ada lying so still on the ground flashed through his head. He sobbed harder as he thought about having had to watch his entire clan being slain by those drow.
He clung to the auburn-haired human, listening to the soft, yet soothing words that he couldn't understand. He was vaguely aware of being wrapped in a blanket and lifted up into the air by the human woman.
* * * * *
Catti-brie sat next to the fire, carrying the little one with her and holding her close. It had been a little while and the elfling had fallen asleep. Befire sending the panther back to the Astral plane, Catti-brie had known that something was wrong. Guenwyvar had gone through the motions of pulling an outraged Bruenor towards Silverymoon, as if telling her that they would have to leave the area as soon as possible.
Delly sat next to her, observing the small child while he slept restlessly in Catti-brie's arms. The rest of the group was getting ready to leave, since the sun was already coming over the horizon. Colson was also helping to 'pack up camp.'
"Somethin' has happened to him." Catti-brie said quietly, looking at Delly. When the woman only looked at her curiously, she continued. "It's difficult to say, but by the way he was just clingin' to me, it was as if somethin' might o' happened to him family."
"Poor little one." Delly said softly, gently brushing a lock of stray pale gold hair from his face. "I bet this all must be strange to him, since he probably can't understand a word we're sayin'. But, once we get to Silverymoon, I'm sure that Lady Alustriel will be able to help him."
Catti-brie nodded. "I hope ye're right Delly." She looked off in the direction that the elfling had come from. "And I'm also hopin' that Drizzt is all right." She stood and began to walk over to the readied wagon. "I just have a bad feelin' 'bout all this."
* * * * *
The darkness surrounded him and all he opened his eyes, he supressed a groan, felling the arrow shaft in his shoulder and the darts from the hand-held crossbows in his legs. slowly opening his eyes, he allowed his vision to slip into the infrared spectrum. Looking around, he saw that he was in some kind of dungeon, with chains on the walls.
Pain flared through his head as he tried to lift it off of the ground, causing the drow ranger to lie still, trying not to worsen the headache.
Soft footsteps soon started to come from the door on the opposite side of the floor from him. A tauntingly familiar voice filled his thoughts as he turned to look at the perpetraitor.
"Well, well, well, look what we have here." The smile widened on Kelnozz's face as he looked down at his old enemy. "If it isn't Drizzt Do'Urden, the renegade. I'm going to be having a lot of fun with you."
His laugh filled the ranger's thoughts as conciousness fled him.
--Well, he's in quite a pickle now. **evil smirk** I still haven't figured out a name for the elflinf yet. I'm open to suggestions. **hint hint** Otherwise I'll probably name him Legolas. **grin** Any way, R/R or the drow gets it! **evil cackle**