Aemorniel
As soon as she stepped into the mental range of the elf horse, she felt Elrohir crash into her mind. Hello, Elrohir. She said, and sensed his alarm when he received the weak thoughts.
Elrohir
What's the matter? Are you hurt? You're hurt aren't you? He snorted back to her.
Aemorniel
Yes, a wound in my shoulder... But it's not the worst. I just need to keep it from getting infected. She replied, focusing her vision on Cernuus as they trudged through the forest.




