Tindomerel smiled at him. She nodded. "You are really asking me that question?" she asked, with wild grin.
She put her fingers to her mouth, whistling for Nimloth. The she-wolf came running after Lebethron. They were soon on their way.

The rain soon started falling down. Tindomerel smiled. She loved the rain. She was glad because she hadn't gotten a chance to clean herself and the rain was washing away most of the dirt from her face. She closed her eyes, letting the rain fall down all over her. It cleaned her face, washing away the dirt from her china-like skin. She then realized that her bow would be useless in rain like this. Lebethron trotted along, his spirits high. Nimloth wasn't liking the rain. Her white fur was all wet.

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Rhayader smiled and then cursed the rain. He quickly took out his bow and hurriedly removed the bow string. He put both in his pack on his back and kicked his horse forward.
"Come on!"
He galloped after Airnae.

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Tindomerel smiled slightly as Rhayader cursed, covering her mouth with a hand. But when she did finally pull it away, the corners of her mouth were curved into a smile slightly. She gently tapped her heels at Lebethron's side, urging him to follow Rhayader.
Her hair was becoming matted down by the rain, making the ringlets flaten out straight.

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Rhayader looked back to Tindomerel.
"What are you smiling at? We're going to battle many orcs in the cold and rain whilest nursing just healed limbs!"

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"I happen to like the rain," said Tindomerel, dropping the reins and using her knees and heels, "It helps me wash away my worries."
A smile flickered at her lips. "I'm smiling at you," she said, looking deep into his eyes as she urged Lebethron next to Rhayader's horse.

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Rhayader nodded and grined.
"Why? Is something wrong with my apperance."
He troted the horse beside hers and glared jokingly at her.

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"No," said Tindomerel, smiling brightly.
She leaned over on Lebethron and kissed Rhayader on the lips, sweetly and tenderly. She pulled back, hoping that the others around her hadn't noticed. She wanted to be respected as a warrior, not thought of as a silly girl with a sword.
Tindomerel looked down at her saddlehorn, a smile flickering her her mouth and her amber eyes cast down. Her eyeslashs caught some of the rain and she blinked slightly.

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Arinae was miserable. She would usually have loved the ride in the rain, but she was weary, barely having enough sleep, and her shoulder hurt from the persistant cold and downpour. She glanced at the elf's smile and snorted slightly to herself, unable to smile herself, knowing very well what this rain was doing to the men, meanwhile the enemy could sit in shelter, sparing their energy.

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Rhayader smiled brightly to her and extened a hand holding hers across the gap.
"I think I read somewhere that elves don't feel the cold, is this why you don't miserable?"

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Jax rode along, barely paying any attention to the rain. All his life he had been outdoors through all the weather that he had lived through, it was nothing unusual or new to him to work through such things.

But he could see the other men were not quite of the same spirit, nor his horse. Even if he had cared, he was to num now to realy make much of it.

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Tindomerel squeezed at Rhayader's hand, tightly, Nimloth walking under where their hands met. "I do feel the cold...a bit," said Tindomerel, "Not as much as you do, though."
As she spoke she moved her shoulder around a bit. The sleeveless leather jerkin wasn't covered her shoulder wound very well and the cotten shirt was soaking wet. Her shoulder started stinging with pain. She continued talking to Rhayader, still moving her shoulder about.

"I try to look on the bright side of things," said Tindomerel, looking across the plains for a moment, "Like being here with you."
She gave his hand a tight squeeze, continuing to move her shoulder.
Tindomerel looked at him and her heart fill with a blazing fire. Her amber eyes sparkled and her lips twisted into a sweet smile.

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From behind Jax herd Tindomerel's words. He fell back, not wanting to intrude.

He thought back to his own expiriences inhis past... there had never been anyone who he could say he was glad to be with them.

Truthfully he had almoste despised all those he once traveled with. And even those now he did not coun't as anything more than casual friends. He didn't know them that well, and they certainly did not know him.

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Arinae grumbled to herself in Rohhiric for a moment while she stared through the rain, then stole a glance towards Rhayader and Tin. A twinge of happiness for them hit her but also was mixed with envy at their smiles as she moved her glance to roam over the men, faces downcast, the majority of them having gone through several battles already, the rain draining them more. Arinae stopped turning her head when the pain coursed through her shoulder, arm, and even most of her back. She cursed under her breath in Rohirric and Elvish as well, and turned to look forward once more.

The sky had darkened with heavier clouds, thunder rumbling its threat into the ground, the lightening at times spooking horses, though many of the Rohan steeds remained steadfast against the frightful pounding and flashes.

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Rhayader returned the smile with one of his own and squeezed her hand just as hard.
"And I try to focus on that too, being with you."
He glanced at the other men who were depressed by the fighting, near constant movement and now the cold. They wouldn't be at their best for the battle.
Rhayader sighed, this could be a battle he might not be able to win. He shook his head.

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Tindomerel looked at the men. She was thinking the same thing as Rhayader. She let go of his hand, dismounting from the stallion. She then started doing very lop-sided cartwheels, alongside Lebethron. Her shoulder hurt, but she was trying to be funny, hopefully being able to lift the spirits of some of the men.

Tindomerel did have some strange talents of making people laugh. She continued to do cartwheels. She stopped, looking at the men. They just blinked at her. She then pulled out three balls from her pack, made from leather. She started juggling, walking alongside Lebethron.

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Jax carried on along side the other men. Heart heavy and mind ocupied.

There wasn't much to think about but somehow his mind was full... full of pain and memories... visions.

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