Rhayader smiled and kissed her back then laughed at the wolf.
"How do you feel, you looked quite bad out there."

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Tindomerel was greatful that Arinae left her and Rhayader alone. "I'm fine. Better than before," said the elf, hugging him tightly, "And I'm not lieing like before...well, I'm not really lieing...just a little...well, I'm not feeling good, but I'm not feeling bad..."

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Sig ll Moi

Rhayader raised an eyebrow at her then shook his head.
"You need to be honest with me Tindomerel and you need to listen to me, you wouldn't be hurt if had."

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Tindomerel sighed, nuzzled into his arms. "I know," said the elf maiden, "I just can be very stubborn... I'm just so used to being like that. So many people try to control me, I just always try to break away..."
Tindomerel looked up at him. "It's an old habit..."

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Rhayader smiled at her.
"Ok , just be a little more honest with me if you can, I don't want to see you hurt."

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Tindomerel smiled. "Of course," said the elf, "But you have to understand that I don't want to see you hurt..."
The elf yawned, slightly, her forehead still very warm. She muttered a few elvish curses under her breath.

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Rhayader smiled.
"Now I think I've come to understand the meaning of those words."
He chuckeled.
"Come, let's get you inside a tent, where it's warmer."
He put his head under arm and gently picked her up, helping her to walk to their tent.

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Arinae sighed silently as she watched the dawn approach, the clouds just barely parting to reveal the clean light of the sun, seeming to shine for a moment like a glimmer of hope upon the Rohirrim army alone, before the clouds again sealed together, covering the land in gloom.

The momentary sun set a smile of hope upon Arinae's face, and several of the men as well. The day seemed to continue peacefully, the occasional stray orc hurling himself into a hopeless fight against the outskirt riders. But as evening approached, there seemed to be chaos developing within Helm's Deep, and as Arinae had assumed they would do, the orcs had started trouble, arguing that they wanted to battle, not to sit around and watch the riders camp out.

It quieted when the trouble orcs were have thrown outside the gates, and Arinae stood for a moment, just watching as the small group prepaired to make another reckless attack.

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Jax looked down to the group assembling outside the gates. "You would think they would learn after a while.... they really are pretty stupid." he said softly to himself.

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Tindomerel had slept peacefully though the night and the day. Nimloth was her pillow and her was nuzzled up in a ball under her spare cloak, which she used instead of a blanket, having forgotten her blanket back at Edoras.

When Arinae was watching the orcs outside Helm's Deep, the elf had started frailing about in her sleep. She was having a horrible, realistic dream. Tindomerel was kicking, screaming war cries and curses in elvish. Sweat was dripping down her face.

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Jax looked over towards the sounds comming from the tent that Tindomerel was in. It sounded like a war was going on inside the tent.

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(o.O Good grief Tin is a troubled elf.... How'd she ever survive on her own )

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~Cyclist in Training~

((He, He. She's alot like me! I survive...sorta. Well, I don't like people to help me...who does that sound like? :taps chin, deep in thought:))

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( lol)

Jax walked over to the tent and looked inside to see Lady Tin thrashing around in her sleep.

"Hey, wake up! It's a dream." he said going over to her.

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Tindomerel continued frailing about like mad, still asleep, getting to the main part of her dream. The part where Wilwarin died. Tindomerel could see it, like it was that very day.
"Wilwarin!" she screamed, frozen like she had been before.

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Rhayader walked in to the tent. He jumped to sit next to Tindomerel. He took hold of her hand and squeezed it tight.
"Wake up!"

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