Cora muttered something in elvish but stayed put, deciding not to give chase as she sat still upon the horse for a moment, wincing involuntarily.

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Rochnur slipped quietly around the wagon, its side still protecting him from renald's view. He peered up right before almost running into Cora on her horse. "Sorry" he whispered as quietly as possible. "I knew he would come back."

"Well he just ran..." Cora stated dryly. She would have given chase if she hadn't realized the horse was limping severely, a gash down its leg where it had fallen upon the pull shaft when the wagon weighed it down. She dismounted, favoring slightly her left leg but after a moment managing to disguise it quite well. Bending to examine the horse's leg, she wiped at the gash with her cloak edge, then peered closer. "Poor creature... should heal... we'll be able to use him for a light load, perhaps a few packs, once he's bandaged..." She commented half to herself.

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"He what?" Rochnur asked. "He ran away?" Rochnur ran into the m,iddle of the road. Renald was gone. "He must have ran when I doveout of the way." He muttered somthing under his breath.
"I could take you, Renald!" he suddenly yelled. "but you had to run away!" he ran over to Kal.
"Come on, we're gonna get him." he growled and jumped up on Kal. But then he noticed the horse cora had been on. His leg was bleeding badly from a deep gash. Without thought Rochnur jumped down and ran over to the horse. He calmed it down, and walked up next to cora and bandaged the horse's leg. "Poor thing" He murmed. "Sorry we got you into this boy."
"Is every one else here okay?" He asked "Any injuries?"

Cora smiled slightly at Rochnur's swift care of the horse. "I thought you said you would know nothing about healing.... seems you do well with the equine, of course that is to be expected of those of Rohan. Even the novice rider there knows how to tend a wounded horse..."

She shook her head at his question of other injuries. "A slightly strained leg from the fall, but nothing more," she replied with a smile.

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"Ahhh."Rochnur laughed. "If horses were peopel I would be a great healer. But they arn't. I just have a knack for horses, even as a Rohirric." He patted the wounded horse gently on the neck. "better than humans and twice as fast." he smiled at the horse. He patted him one last time and turned to the wagon. After a minute's inspection he growled a curse. "The wagon is broke. With the limited suplies we have, we can't fix it. we'll have to load up the horses and ourselves with the supplies." With deft hands he started to get the bageges from the broken wagon

Cora smiled, "well, I have travelled for many a year with only a horse as my companion, and I became closer to her than I had to anyone. They are amazing creatures, and to me you would be concidered a great healer, for horses are essential to everyone and they too need an excellent healer the same as humans.

Cora nodded at his analysis of the wagon and shouldered one of the packs, loading only a few light ones on the wounded horse, judging he would do fine with the light load. The travelwise elf, years of experiance behind her, bent down and tied the straps tighter about her left boot to support her ankle, slipping in a stiff, yet thin piece of board from the broken wagon in between the boot leather and the fastened straps.

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((Hey, guys! I'm kinda lost... could someone tell me what has happened?))

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(@_@ I was lost too.... I think Deawen has the prisoner, and the thief ran off from what I can guess...)

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~Cyclist in Training~

Deawen closed her hand and the fire was quenched. she put her hand down and tucked it back under her cloak . Bredol nickered at Deawen he tossed his head and picked up his pace Deawen had to trot to keep up "you are very difficult Bredol" she muttered the horse wickered and went a bit faster Deawen grew nervous as she kept up this was the perfect oppertunity for malhock to escape. Deawen with a sudden burst of speed grabbed the riegns and pulled to one side the horse stopped. Deawen leaned against her horse panting.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Malhock looked at her.
"You should control your horse better."

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Renald ran into the rocky terrain and took the sight advantage by using a higher ground since he ran on a long hill. He ran looking towards a figure that had stopped and smiled slightly hoping he could catch up to pull the rider off.

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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!

"I to am in love with my horse" Rochnur said to Cora. "Though he may be a pain, he has never let me down. Horses will trust you fully, if you give them reason to, and they'll get you through thick and thin. Kal here has saved my life as many times as I've saved his." He noticed Cora splinting her leg, and wondered if her leg was only "slightly strained" He put the thought behind him, not wanting to offend her. Heaving a heavy bagage on to Kal's back, and strapping one to his own, he motioned for them all to move out.

Cora smiled, her glance straying over the horse. "A very noble steed.... My mare perished during a struggle with a few warg long ago and I have not found a horse as of yet to fill her place...." Leading the wounded horse, careful to pick an easy path for him, Cora followed as Rochnur lead on, remaining steady upon her leg, though a slight limp accompanied by a wince betrayed her now and then.

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~Cyclist in Training~

"I'm sorry to here that" Rochnur said. "I'm sure she searved such a great friend well."

Lenne started following Rochnur and the rest of the group. She was feeling much better than earlier and she had Cora to thank for that. She folded her arms and started whistling an elvish tune.

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