Legolas was squirming in the saddle.
Kaeàna held him still with one arm.
"Stop moving or else you will fall off."
The little elf looked over the side of the horse and squeaked. He sat absolutely still.
" Ka, you won't let me fall right?"
" No way. Now be still."
Legolas leaned back, his head was resting against her stomach.
" Ka. I am bored."
" I am terribly sorry, but what am I supposed to do about it?"
He fell silent for a moment.
" Tell me a story. Please,"
Kaeàna laughed.
"What would you like to hear? "
"You."
" Me? Why me?"
" I don't know."
She sighed.
" You have to tell me about you first,"
For the next hour or so they spent it talking.
The sun was setting behind the forest, it sank behind the trees.
Kaeàna's breath hitched in her throat.
It was dangerous to be on the road at night, orcs and thieves roamed the roads.
She urged her draft to go faster, only a few more miles. The horse's hooves pounded the ground mercilessly, for he knew the dangers as well.
Legolas held on to the saddle tightly, Ka tightened the grip on the boy.
Kaeàna was racing daylight, she knew she would lose but she was determined.
The noises of the night put her on edge, she was a sitting duck with this little child. She almost jumped out of her skin when a raven flew over head cawing.
Horrible shrieks began to sound in the dark woods. Her eyes were beginning to adjust to the dark, but not all the way.
Her skin was crawling and her heart pounded in her chest.
A horrible sinking feeling was in her stomach when she saw the last golden rays disappear completely.
Chirps, howls and odd noises caused her to fear for their safety.
The creatures that lurked in these woods were not ones to toy with. Legolas had completely turned around in the saddle. His face buried in her stomach and little arms wrapped as tight as they would go around her middle. She made little comforting noises insisting everything was okay, but the little elf was not dumb.
A low rumble was heard from behind her, her heart almost stopped.
Her vision was now tinted with green, she could see at night. And she could see the pack of wargs following her.
She spurred her horse faster, she could see dim light in the distance of street torches.
She pulled her sword from her belt keeping it ready.
They bit at her horses feet, she saw the one get trampled beneath the horse's great hooves.
One lept up to the side. Legolas screamed, she brought her blade down into the animal's flesh.
Ka heard it cry out and saw it fall dead.
Others followed, still gnashing their great teeth.
She saw the city wall.
She called out. " OPEN THE DOORS! OPEN THE GATES!"
Ka saw a few men shuffle about, she saw them slowly open the gates.
Her horse just made it through the gates before the warg pack was shot down by the archers mounted on the wall.
She pulled her horse to a stop.
This was an elvish city, only they mounted archers on the walls, or had standing walls anymore for that matter.
She sent a silent thank you and began to console the crying child.