Arinae nodded to Corus in aknowledgement, but whirled on Tin again. "Do not blame a fellow combatant! It may have been so, but you have no call to blame another when your elfen pride gets in the way!"

"Return to the company. And get that arm looked at," Arinae muttered, not too kindly, and wheeled her horse around and galloped towards her men and the villagers. She took her place at the head of the line again and willed herself to calm down, for the sake of her men and those they guarded.

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Corus hmped slightly to himself and turned away to his horse, he jumped on it and rode past the collumn to scout the area.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Tindomerel started back down to the company. "My elven pride didn't get in the way," she muttered firecely, "I could have handled it, right, Nimlith? Lebethron?"
The wolf looked up at Tindomerel, the wolf and horse going back down in a slow trot. She went to the back, trying to to wrap her wound on a moving horse. She poured a bit of water from her skin on it, wrapping in with some clean cloth her had in her saddlebags, after putting on some herbs.
She was muttering swear words, wrapping her wound firecely, but not very well.

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Arinae knew Tin would not see a healer of her own accord, so she sent one to the back of the line. The healer assisted the elf in wrapping the wound. "The Lady Arinae says she is sorry for her words, and hopes you will find reason to forgive her..." the woman reported quietly after she had finished.

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Tindomerel sighed. "Tell her that I'm not mad with her," she said, smiling at the healer, "I can take care of it from here, thanks."
She wasn't mad at Arinae and she hoped that Arinae didn't think that. Right now, the only person she was mad at, was Rhayader. She didn't want to see him, or talk to him. If he dared come back there, she would just ride away. She wanted to cut his head off with her sword.
"I thought he understood that I could take care of myself," she muttered, softly, "I've spent more years in war then any of them. I have faught beside some of the greatest warriors and learned from them! They think that I just sit around, pretending I can use a sword! Ha! That's my sister! If they just knew I am nothing like her...Narninore and Undomiel share only two things, our family tree and our likeness to Luthien."
She swore in the commen tongue.

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(*snicker* The men get the brunt of the anger...)

The healer nodded and returned with the message to Arinae. Arinae nodded once and sent a glance towards the back of the group.

After over half a day of riding and walking, Arinae ordered a halt, many of the men being weary from carrying the wounded.

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Rhayader looked back at her when he heard her swear. He shook his head and looked ahead.
"Stupid elves."

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((I know! Who should Tindomerel with anger at next...Jax or Corus??? Just joking...))

Tindomerel still sat on Lebethron, riding up to Arinae. "Hi," she said, smiling at Arinae, "Sorry about earlier...Father always said that my temper is very un-elf like."
Nimloth darted off after a rabbit, glad to have something to chase. Tindomerel was still mad at Rhayader and wondered wear he was. Not that I care... she snapped in her head, I don't want to even see him.
But she remembered that he was still wounded.

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Arinae gave a slight smile through her helmet. "It is alright.... I was just angered because I have my duty to perform, and I need to be able to keep everyone under control..." She glanced towards Rhayader. "Excuse me a moment Lady Tin..." she turned her horse and rode back along the line until she came to Rhayader. Many of the soldiers, all stopped for a rest, nodded their salute to her. (What is the Rohirrim salute?... lol)

"Rhayader, you must forgive my harsh outburst, but it is my duty to keep my men in line, and since you offered your services to me, I expect to be treated with respect and turned to before rash decisions are made... likewise, I do expect to be informed if my decisions are rash...."

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Rhayader nodded.
"I ... appologise my lady. I offered my services to follow you not disobey you."
He bowed his head to her.
"I hope you can forgive me."

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Tindomerel turned to see Arinae riding with Rhayader. The elf became stiff, glaring at Rhayader from where she was. She kicked Lebethron into a gallop and started away from the group. She didn't want to have to ever speak to him. She would follow the group from a distance. She neede the time to cool off.
Nimloth ran after her, but she stopped the wolf. "Go with Arinae," said Tindomerel, "Watch out for her. And Rhayader, too, even though he doesn't deserve it..."

Nimloth started back toward the group, running to Arinae's side, panting, loudly, her tongue hanging out. She barked at Rhayader and Arinae, trying to tell them that Tindomerel was leaving.

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Arinae nodded, "I can forgive you, but by your unexpected actions, you got a fellow combatant wounded.... just think about it..."

She looked down from her seat upon her horse to the wolf, then glanced towards where Tin had begun to ride away. Letting out a sigh, Arinae decided to let Tin go, figuring the elf needed time to cool.

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Rhayader nodded.
"I understnd My Lady. It shall not happen again."

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Arinae nodded with a slight smile through her Rohirrim helmet, "very good... I shall leave you at peace then...." She rode off towards the head of the line and dismounted Stardance, as the villagers were still resting.

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Tindomerel lagged behind for the rest of the day. She knew she couldn't control her temper without time for it to cool. She peacefully rode, keeping the group ahead of her, barely in view. But then she turned around at the sound of someone stinging a bow.
An arrow hit her in the back of her right shoulder, opening her wound. She fell off Lebethron with a yelp. She looked back and saw that there was a large group of orcs behind her. Her eyes became wide with pure fear. Even with King Elessar, Elladan, Elrohir and a good sized company of rangers with her, she knew she couldn't defeat them.

"Rhaich," she swore, "Drego, Lebethron! Noro lim! Avo acheno! Get Arinae! Heniach nin?!"
(Curses! Flee, Lebethron! Ride on! Don't look back! Do you ndetstand me?!)
Lebethron ran toward the group, with the speed to match a stead of Rohan. Tindomerel stood, drawing her sword, ready to fight...

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Lebethron galloped toward the group, running like the wind. He galloped up to Arinae, Nimloth and Rhayader, whinnying loudly. He trotted in place, still in panic, trying to get them to understand that his Mistress was in trouble. He snorted in Arinae's face.

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Rhayader kept to himself for most of the day but then a horse raced past him. It was Tindomerel's horse! He glanced behind him, she was no where in sight.
He looked ahead at Arinae.
"Arinae! I think something is wrong with Tindomerel!"
He turned his horse around and stayed still for a moment listening.

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