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[Iselka]

Chapter 4

Ra’m woke the next morning to hear singing. At first to her the words were unintelligible but as she listened it grew into a beautiful (and perfectly intelligible) song. It went something like this:

I went along the fiery road
The trees abroad with flame
Trapped within a glowing rock
The heat upon my fur
I was found then lost again
Left to die that day

Fire burning
Turning trees to dust
I cried for help but no one came

Fire burning
Till the end of day

She now heard that it was Hochiesa who was singing. She walked over to him to tell him that his song was beautiful, but she saw that he was sleeping and went back over to her bed and slept for another hour.
Hochiesa woke up before Ra’m hoping to get some breafast. Nothing was on the table so he started cooking. He made eggs, chicken, and rice, (a rare delicacy according to his parents) with which a certain type of cheese would go nicely.
Smelling the food Ra’m awoke.

“I see you found the food I bought last night when I woke up the first time, the crystal does really get brighter you know, said Ram still a small bit distrustful.

“Yes”, Hochiesa said surprised, “ You got these?”

“Yes I did, I woke up after you sang as well it was beautiful.”

“What song?”

Then Ra’m repeated the song that he had sung. It had been beautiful in his voice but in hers it was harmonious.

As she finished he applauded her and asked, “Well I must of been having a nightmare. Will you sing another, that one was amazing. You are indeed talented, I can only imagine the surprise on that man’s face when you use that amount of talent in your archery.”

“Alright, thank you:
The willows breath is strong and wise
The outcome of it’s forest’s demise
Though it may seem far away
It comes at break of day

The long road you now may travel
As young and free with lifted heart
Though you’ve seen every beast
Have you seen me

Ra’m finished the song by jumping onto one of the beds.
Hochiesa laughed, for it was indeed a hilarious sight.
Ra’m got off the bed and headed down the hall to see if the boy was there. She did indeed find the boy. With a few of his friends he escorted her to the academy. Ra’m told the boys stories of above, tales of elves and dragons. By the time they got to the academy they had asked her so many questions she was out of answers.

“Yes Arobier I will tell the elves about you if I ever come across one”, Ra’m said to one of them as she looked up.

The crest that was on the gate she almost walked into, was one of a Rhino like the ones seen by Hochiesa, it was adorned with sapphires and great rubies that made it easy to spot from anywhere in the cavern.

“This was the training ground for the great Rhino riders who once opposed their government because of it’s unfairness. They took money from the weak and helpless and used it for their own personal vendettas but luckily for us they were soon overthrown and a new king was set on the throne, one who supported the Toviitsa or so the legend goes”, Rima’s son said while opening the gate, “Come in, I must see how your aim is if you can aim at all.”

“You shall see”, Ra’m said in response to his final sentence.

Ra’m walked into the courtyard. There were many jewels abroad the walls that surrounded the courtyard, some were is the shape of dragons others of the valiant Dwarves that beheaded them. The courtyard itself was filled with weapons and other students. The ground had a larger version of the Rhino crest on the door, this one being silver.

“You will spend the next hour pulling the bowstring. When I return your uniform will be given to you”, Rima’s son said with a powerful voice.

“Yes sir, but I have to ask you something. Why are you in an abandoned Dwarven city if the Dwarves are aligned with the Toviitsa?” asked Ra’m curious.

“Well we have run into a lot of trouble but this is as dangerous as any place, we like to think it isn’t but it is and well frankly the Toviitsa don’t look for you underground they think all humans reside above the earth. You should know that even though they will hunt you down, not all Were-Foxes are evil there is a lesser tribe called the Sorviiasta.”

“So I have been told by Hochiesa.”

“Ahh yes the one who hunts by night, he has a strong name for a younger one.”

After a long and rather imposing silence Ra’m told her teacher, “If you excuse me sir I have to work on my pulling.”

“Alright youngling, I will leave you. You know you don’t have to be so polite don’t you”, he replied smiling.

“I will be as polite or impolite as I want to.”

At that moment he left her ignoring the fact that she had been rebellious towards him. Rima’s son had seen far worse from some of the children those children had sworn and spit at him. Though their usage of language never became minute, their attitudes changed. In her he sensed the amazement and wonder at the beauty of the Dwarves golden age.
The Dwarves were not always ruinous and chaotic, they were once a great people who found their love in stone. They created many beautiful and wondrous things at that time and age. They were loved and most definitely feared.
The Toviitsa had seen how great a race the Dwarves had become in their world so they went to the Dwarven leaders and convinced him to work as their inside agent on the whereabouts of each dwarf and dwarfling in the clans of this world. Little did they know, and to their advantage, the Riognahs or Rhino riders were to overthrow their own government in which the Toviitsa placed a greedy and selfish Were-fox in a high position of their council. That Fox was killed during the raid of the council in the Dwarves revolutionary age.
Those days were thought to have been the last of the corruption, and it wasn’t till the first king did the corruption begin again. The Toviitsa had planted another one of their own in their government. This time they decided the operative should be the highest authority in the Dwarven government. That Toviitsa still leads the Dwarves today.
The hour passed quickly and Ra’m relaxed for the last time as her teacher entered the room. She had been bored most of the time since up till now no one had been there and she was doing one action several times over, nevertheless she was tired.
Ra’m watched as her teacher walked in with Hochiesa. Her teacher handed her a gold tunic with a pair of brown pants, like Hochiesa was wearing, telling her to go and put them on. When she returned with the clothing on he gave her a cloak, black and mysterious but it had a red Dragon brooch to hold the ends together.

“Thank you Mr…” Ra'm said.

“Roansa, but you will call me teacher.”

“Yes teacher”, Ra’m said bowing, “So when do I begin a new training session.”

“When you show me how your aim is.”

Ra’m nodded and brought her bow out. She grabbed an arrow and strung the bow. Cautiously she aimed and when she finally shot she hit the center. They all were shocked no one had ever hit the middle on their first try before. Ra’m herself was even shocked mostly because at the time she had been dizzy.

“Amazing”, Roansa said, “You’ve managed to do something I’ve never thought possible till now.”

“I still don’t believe it myself”, Ra’m said in wonder and fear.

“You have quite a talent. The only other time I’ve ever seen this was when a Dragon Master came to my tribe 100 years ago”, Hochiesa said.

“What”, Ra’m said shocked, “You can’t be that old.”

“Yes Ra’m I am and have been ‘that old’ since the beginning of our journey together.”

“It’s not a journey as you say it’s a… an expedition.”

“Whatever”, Hochiesa replied barely audible, “It’s the same thing.”

“Both of you stop fighting are we going to get training done or not”, teacher Roan said annoyed, “We will begin by doing one-hundred pull-ups stat.”

The two obeyed him immediately and began their rounds. Ra’m wondered how old Hochiesa’s mother was, if she was even alive. She didn’t understand why he had not looked his age but she continued despite the confusion.
Two hours later they finished. Despite the pain in their arms (more-so for Ra’m) they were ready for more training unfortunately they were sent to their rooms to get settled. They didn’t talk at any time as they walked, they were too deep in thought to even think about speaking to one another.
When they got there Ra’m sat on the bed in her room. It was nice to be in a room with just other girls no boys to bother her. Even though the girls in the room whispered all night she was able to get a good amount of rest.
The months passed quickly and she got better and better. Soon she was in the adult classes (mostly because all the techniques they taught there were simple). Though she fought well, her mind was never on strategy All was going well until the Dwarves came.
They attacked like nothing anyone had ever seen quick, agile, strong. The town guards tried to hold the forces back but were unsuccessful. They flooded the streets burning pillaging. Roansa grabbed Ra’m and Hochiesa and told them to run and to bring the woman and children with them. Ra’m and Hochiesa did as they were told and made sure the people got out safely. Once they were at a safe distance they watched as their training ground and home burned.

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Chapter 5

“Where should we go now genius?” Ra’m said sad but still able to throw antagonizing words at Hochiesa.

“I… I don’t know. Let’s get some rest we’ll talk about it in the morning”, Hochiesa replied too tired to fight.

Ra’m didn’t object and soon everyone except a select few were asleep. Ra’m however couldn’t sleep so she sang softly to the children. They were afraid and rightfully so, they had lost their home, all they knew and now were asked to trust these strangers.

Hochiesa got up and looked to the wind, “I hope Roansa is ok.”

“Why would you care about Roansa?” Ra’m asked him curious.

“I can’t tell you, besides why would you ask?”

“I just wondered ever since we started this journey, why the heck I started it. I mean how did that old lady persuade me to go on the journey in the first place?”

“I probably have the answer to that. How she persuaded you, well thats easy she used her telepathy on you.” Hochiesa said still looking up

“So her son got his powers from her? Wow that’s freaky, why would she send me though?” Ra’m asked annoyed, “What would be so important that I had to go?”

“Maybe she knew of the Dwarves attack? That's it, she sent you to save all these people. How could you be that vague?”

“What good did I do? I couldn’t even save their home.”

“Yes, that is true, but you did save their lives for that they are grateful. Everything isn't about you, you know these people matter and if you can’t see that… then go home.”

Ra’m looked at Hochiesa shocked, no one had ever talked to her that way before, “Fine I will”, she replied looking away and walking towards the road.

“Good riddance”, he muttered as she began to walk towards her home.

It took Ra’m hours to get home. Never looking up she walked into the house. Ra’m looked up at the familiar surroundings while at the same time hearing strange animal like voices. They got louder until they sounded like shrieking. To keep the noise away she plugged her ears but the volume of the sound didn’t change. She knocked over her bow and suddenly it stopped as if it were scared away by the bow dropping. Ra’m shook her head and went upstairs to sleep still wondering what the sound was and why it didn't quiet down when she plugged her ears.

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Chapter 6

Ra’m awoke to a smokey smell, it was like something burning. When she opened her eyes she saw a house on fire. Only moments later did she realize that the house she was looking at was her house. Some how she was taken from her house without her noticing and now she was watching it burn. Ra’m decided to wait until the fire died out so she could salvage whatever she could.
Hours later the fire died out and Ra’m walked to the ruins of the house. She picked up things here and there, rings, burnt pictures, and dresses. She kept picking these things up until she saw something glinting in the rubble. Ra’m went over and took the boards off the top of the glinting object, it was a fox tooth like the one the man had given her two months ago but larger.
Ra’m dropped everything and panicked, running towards the mountain to search for Hochiesa. She had made a grave mistake in leaving him.

“I have to find him”, she thought, “Before it’s too late.”

It took Ra’m hours to get to the place where Hochiesa was camping the night before. When she got there she found her bow lying on the ground, apparently she had left it the night before and no one had bothered to grab it. She looked around for signs of struggle or battle but found none.
Relieved Ra’m sat there for a while wondering what had happened to the group. When she had rested enough Ra’m walked on following the trail until she met the river and saw a group of people talking and eating. She soon realized it was her group and walked out of the bush.
The people became startled and called for Hochiesa. He came over to them and asked what was wrong, then saw Ra’m.

“Well, well you decided to come… in your nightgown”, Hochiesa said as he laughed.

Ra’m realized she hadn’t bothered to change before she came so she blushed and said, “I thought you were going to be attacked.”

“Why would you think that?”

“My house was burnt down and in the wreckage I saw a large fox tooth.”

“That was a warning to you.”

“A warning for what?”

“They’re telling you to stay out of the way.”

Ra’m looked at him unperturbed by his last words, “I was expecting this but why now?”

“Maybe they’re going after… but they’ll never win… unless. We need to go to that mountain.”

“Why do we need to go to that mountain?”

“We have to warn… the Dragons.”

“Are you mad? The dragons will attack us like they always do to those who trespass on their land.”

“Not if there are many of us besides they know me.”

“How?”

“No time to explain we need to clean up camp… and get you some new clothes.”

Ra’m looked down realizing she still wore her nightdress. She blushed and took the clothes that Hochiesa gave her gratefully.
Ra’m returned from the forest soon wearing her old uniform with one change. She had found chainmail in the mix as well.

Ram rounded up the children and guided them on, “So where are we going exactly?”

Hochiesa laughed, “I guess your kind call it Death Mountain, for all the Dragons on the mountain, but I call it Dovore.”

“Why’s that?”

“I thought it was a good name.”

Ra’m shook her head. This was going to be a long trip.

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Chapter 7

Ra’m stayed at the back of the group to keep everyone inside the protected zone, she noticed that there were so many children and they all wanted to run around even though they knew they weren’t supposed to.
Many people strayed most of them were old and tired, others were young children excited and jumpy.
They came to the edge of the Hádar Forest. Many of the children tightly clenched their mother’s dresses. They were afraid for they had heard the stories of dangers and voices in the dark.
Ra’m had heard of the stories as well, but now she thought they were just stories parents told children so they wouldn’t run into the forest. She began to walk into it when Hochiesa put his hand on her shoulder. Just as Ra’m looked back to ask Hochiesa why he had stopped her from going in, a screeching sound rose up over the chatter of the frightened people.
Ra’m held her ears tightly and fell to the ground. Looking up she saw a dark bird-like figure rise from the trees. She noticed many of it’s feathers had been replaced by raven black scales. It looked at her briefly, but not before Ra’m saw its gnarled face and forlorn eyes. As it flew away she let her hands drop down and she felt pity for the creature, yet she feared it all the same.
As it disappeared the children began to wail and the women held them close trying to hush them. Ra’m walked to the children telling them that everything would be alright and that there was nothing to fear.

“What was that?” Ra’m asked Hochiesa her heart still racing.

Hochiesa stood up all the color in his face had left him. This was far more fear Ra’m had seen him shown since the Dwarven raid on the shining town.

“A Ronám, they live in the darkness of the forests. You can find them virtually anywhere but I’ve only seen paintings of them”, Hochiesa said seeming to calm down, “Pitiful looking creatures, aren’t they?”

“Yes... it seemed hurt by our presence itself.”

“We probably awoke it from a nap”, a young boy said shakily.

Hochiesa laughed. “Maybe so. Say you’re Thongii’s son aren’t you?”

The young boy nodded and looked at Hochiesa with a solemn look, “Are you going to save us?”

Hochiesa stopped smiling, looked at the boy and simply said, “I don’t know boy… I don’t know.”

Ra’m looked at the boy. He had green eyes, black hair… and he wore a red shirt with gold floral embroidery. She then instantly took her hunting knife and stabbed the boy in the heart.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Hochiesa yelled as he watched the boy fall over.

“He’s not who you think he is”, Ra’m replied as the boy changed into a large, red, fox-like creature with long fangs and large claws, “See he’s a Toviitsa, we’re being watched.”

Hochiesa stood there and stared as the life was drained from the body, shocked that there was a spy, maybe more, “How did you know?” he asked slowly and carefully watching each side for attackers.

“His shirt was red silk with golden floral embroidery”, she replied not as cautious.

Hochiesa looked down starting to understand, “The colors of the Toviitsa, the Dwarves, they let us escape.”

“Exactly”, she said confidently, “We have to do something.”

“I agree, but what? We have no way around the forest and once we’re in Hádar we can’t separate otherwise we run the risk of having more people die.”

“Yes but if we separated beforehand, telling them we’re looking for ways around the forest, maybe that would be enough to draw them out.”

“I see where you’re going here, so we separate to trick the Toviitsa into thinking that we have become vulnerable. Maybe we should pretend to fight, it would make it more believable.”

Ra’m nodded, seeing how that would be believable, “DON’T YOU DARE UNDERMINE MY AUTHORITY?!”

Hochiesa staggered back then realized what she was doing, “WHAT AUTHORITY? I THOUGHT YOU WOULD ACCEPT MY ADVICE, but now I see you’re too stubborn to.”

“Why you little”, Ra’m said pretending to be annoyed.

“Little? Well I’m sorry to inform you again, I’m older and taller than you.”

They continued like this for two hours before finally splitting up, Ra’m and Hochiesa each taking about half of the group with them.
Ra’m smirked as she scanned the group finding several smug faces as they left Hochies and the others behind. She knew it would be dangerous if any one of them tried to kill her. Though the risks were high she ventured on pretending to search for an end to the forest, while knowing there was none.
It took two days but two of the people who she had seen looking smug become aware there was in fact no end. Though she saw no sign of anger on their faces, she believed they were the Toviitsa in her half of the group.
Another day passed she told everyone to relax, she was hoping that the Toviitsa would try to kill her if not then they were either better than she thought, or there were none in the group.
Ra’m decided to go back, now well convinced that they were not in her group. The next day she began the return trip wondering if Hochiesa had been attacked.
Ra’m took her pack and led the group past the boundaries of the camp and into the expanse of a large field littered with little blue and white flowers. She watched as the wind blew and her hair blew onto her face, she realised then that she had not bathed in days. She led the group to a partially clear river and told them to wash up.
Ra’m left one of the elders in charge and walked down the river to wash up. As she washed she looked at her reflection her once bright blue eyes were now grey with tire, her hair was no longer brown but a brilliant red, even her smile was different. There was no doubt now this journey had changed her, now she could see that not only in herself but her view on the world around her changed. She now thought of not the past and sorrow, but the future and what was in store for Hochiesa and herself. She no longer felt the lingering guilt that had so long held her, she no longer felt responsible for her parents death.
The night they died she had told them that she didn’t want to go with them on the towns annual Star Walk. They decided to respect her wishes and left after making careful preperations, though she didn’t know why they were packing their rune necklaces and clothes she always assumed that they were just going to be gone long, even after they died.
Ra’m looked down to the rune necklace on her neck and quietly sobbed, closing her eyes. When she opened her eyes she felt something she never had on the necklace before, she spotted it and recognized it as a hinge, like on a door but smaller more suited to a locket, but this wasn’t a locket, was it? She looked at it suspiciously as if she believed her eyes were deceiving her. Unfortunately for her they were not, there were hinges and there was something inside. She breathed deeply and slowly opened the locket, what she found inside terrified her so much she tore the necklace off and threw it as far away from herself as she could. When Ra’m finally calmed herself down she got out of the water and put her clothes on.
Ra’m returned to the group and found even the children were ready to leave. She smiled when a child came to her and put a flower in her hand. The child returned to the group and awaited the beginning of the rest of their journey. Ra’m realized they were waiting for her and waved her hand gesturing for them to continue.
For hours they walked up and down hills feeling as if their heads were about to explode from all the pressure brought upon by the wind. They walked on even though the pain was hard to bear.

“Only a little further”, she said as the group climbed the last hill.

When they got over it Hochiesa and the other half of the group was already at the site. Ra’m smiled seeing there were less people than before.

“Did you run into trouble?” she asked out of breath, “I sure… didn’t until we had to go up those hills.”

“Well why didn’t you come back the way you came?” Hochiesa asked in turn, “Yeah you could say there were a lot of Toviitsa, I’m surprised you didn’t run into any.”

Ra’m looked up and replied, “You know they might have been after just you.”

“You’re right what would they do with you, you’d give up as soon as you saw them.”

“Is that why I never get invited to their parties?” Ra’m said smiling, “So uhh, we leaving tomorrow because it looks like you weren’t ready for us.”

“Actually we just finished unpacking when you joined us.” Hochiesa said starting to get serious.

“Great, we stay the night then and enter the darkest forest on Freischer in the morning.”

“Are you trying to emphasize the danger we’re in by saying that?” Hochiesa asked.

“What do you think?” Ra’m replied rolling her eyes.

Ra’m turned around told her group to pitch their tents and get some rest. She then walked up to a wild fruit tree and climbed up it. Even though there was no fruit anymore she wanted to be able to see where the forest ended. When she looked out though the forest seemed to never end, she looked out for miles but still only saw trees. They seemed to bend against the wind, but as she realized it Hochiesa called her down to eat.
After they ate Ra’m walked back to the tree and set her bed up in the branches. She tied herself to the branch and got comfortable. As she slipped into a deep sleep the stars shone and she heard the wind howl by, she saw something but it moved too quickly for her eye to catch.
Ra’m slept soundly that night and woke up to the sound and smell of sizzling meat. She climbed out of the tree and smiled as she saw Hochiesa cooking. When he turned around she immediately stopped smiling and looked away.
Hochiesa had seen her turn away when he looked at her. He thought for a moment then came to the conclusion that she had begun to like him, he smiled and returned to cooking the meat.
Ra’m looked back, she didn’t want to seem rude so she went back to the tree and took her rope and blanket down. She turned around to put them in her pack, and as she did she bumped into Hochiesa.

“I’m so sorry”, Ra’m said while Hochiesa said, “Let me get that for you.”

“What?” they both said then Ra’m giggled.

Hochiesa cleared his throat then said, “Ra’m… umm…”

“Actually my name is Raomme”, Ra’m told him.

Hochiesa stood there silent for a bit, trying to process what she had just told him and what he was about to say, “Why did you change your name?” he finally asked.

Ra’m looked down as if she had to think about her answer, “I guess I just wanted to shorten it”, she said after taking a deep breath.

“You just wanted to shorten it? If I were you I would never change it.” Hochiesa said trying to be thoughtful, “I mean why change a beautiful name like Raomme into a…”

“A, what? A terrible name like Ra’m?” she said trying to get her foot in the door.

“You know that’s not what I meant”, he replied trying to defend himself.

Ra’m giggled, “Yeah, I just wanted to wrench the door open”, she said smiling.

“The door to what Raomme? What door?” he asked as Ra’m walked away.

“Come, discover my story”, she said turning around and walking backwards, when they were alone behind a tree she said, “I was the one who was adopted not Tamiin.”

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Chapter 8

Hochiesa stared at her blankly and listened as Ra’m said, “All I said was just a cover story my parents told me and Tamiin. I never knew it until I did some digging the day Tamiin disappeared. I was very persistent and finally found out I was stolen by raiders and on one of m… her father’s, wow that’s gonna take some getting used to, anyway on one of her father’s outings he and his friends discovered the band of raiders. Apparently it was the same band that had tried to raid the town and as you would expect they wanted revenge so th…”

“Raomme, are you talking about the raiders or the hunting group?” Hochiesa asked interrupting her, “Cause I…”

“The… wait how did you know it was a hunting group?” Ra’m asked now starting to put the pieces together, “You already know this don’t you?”

Hochiesa looked down and nodded, “I’ve heard the opposite side of the story… your fathers side. Raomme, Roansa is your father.”

“No wonder he looked at me. Father? How is that possible?” Ra’m whisphered to herself.

“How did he look at you?” Hochiesa asked kindly.

“He looked at me as if he knew me… but I didn’t know. If I had, I would’ve…” Ra’m said beginning to tear up.

“Hey lady don’t cry I’m sure Roansa is okay”, a little girl said when she saw Ra’m crying.

“Why do you think that?” Ra’m asked sniffling.

“Because he’s over there right now being treated for his burns… YOUR WELCOME”, the girl said as Ra’m ran by.

Ra’m turned around and said, “Oops, sorry, THANK YOU.”

“Well that wasn’t backwards at all”, Hochiesa said sarcastically while running after Ra’m.

Ra’m ran towards the group who had gathered to see their leader. Once she got through the crowd she knelt by his side and said, “Teacher, I’m so glad to see you.”

“Ra’m… the Toviitsa… they won”, Roansa said in pain.

“I figured as much”, Ra’m replied just happy to see him alive, “We thought you were dead.”

“Oh yeah, well I thought you’d never make it this far”, Roansa said trying to lighten the mood.

“I don’t believe that for one minute, let me tend to his wounds”, Ra’m said taking the bandages, “Your burns are severe, what happened?”

“Someone was stuck in a tree, yes a tree, the Dwarves had lit on fire, so naturally I went in”, Roansa said trying not to move.

“Little did I know that the Toviitsa were putting their kits in there, and when I reached them I was attacked by a very unhappy mother.”

“You won as I can see… did it bite you?” Ra’m asked worried.

“Yes… but as you can see it was a normal Toviitsa”, Roansa said.

“Normal? What do you mean normal?” Ra’m said looking puzzled.

“Normal as in one that cannot turn you into one of them. You see, Toviitsa are put into classes, the lowest class is Dorvaam, they are the ones that take care of all the kits and are only allowed to leave once in a moon, or when they were needed on the front lines. The next class is Frimoa, this class is made up of the Toviitsa with the ability to turn you into one of their own kind. The next two classes, are the types you usually see, the Rinto and the Foreima, these classes are made up of the soldiers and their families. They are generally larger and smarter than the lower classes. So do you understand what I was talking about now?”

“I think so”, Ra’m said.

“Good now help me up”, Roansa said reaching for Ra’ms hand.

Ra’m held her breath as she gently pulled him up. She wasn’t ready to tell him what she now knew. To her it wasn’t a priority at the moment so Ra’m kept telling herself that the time would come when she would tell him, but until then she would keep it secret.
Roansa looked into Ra’ms eyes as she helped him up, he could tell she was holding something back. He didn’t want to use his telepathy to find out what it was but he had a feeling that she wouldn’t tell him any time soon. Roansa finally decided to not use his telepathy to find out, instead he walked towards the forest not even acknowledging the fact that she had just helped him.
Ra’m looked at him shocked, she had never been disreguarded like that before. She shook her head annoyed, but still respectful.

Ra’m followed him, “We were going to leave today, now that you’re here you can lead us through Hadár”, Ra’m said.

“I will not lead this group Ra’m, you and Hochiesa will”, Roansa said.

“WHA… WHAT?! Me an… and him?” Ra’m said.

“Yes, now be quiet you’re stuttering in both your words and your thoughts”, Roansa replied.

Ra’m stopped and bowed her head. She heard something, like the uttering of an ancient evil. Unspoken of since who knows how long.
She grimaced this wasn’t like Roansa to be mean, was he a Toviitsa? At the moment nothing could be ruled out, even if he was her father.
Hochiesa and Ra’m walked away from Roansa, “That was a bit convinient wasn’t it?” Hochiesa whispered to Ra’m.
Ra’m looked back for a second then replied cupping her hand over one of his ears on the last word, “Indeed, I think he may be a… Toviitsa.”

“Maybe, but if so then he was lying about the bite. It may just be a coincidence, or he really may be one. I might be able to find out but I need some of his blood.”

Ra’m looked at the cloth in her hand, “How about a cloth full?”

“Good thinking, for a minute there I thought I’d have to cut him, or bite him, or scratch him.” Hochiesa said smiling with a toothy grin.

Ra’m hadn’t really seen it before but Hochiesa’s teeth were pointed, “Did your teeth just change or…”

“Oh yes… sorry.” Hochiesa said covering his mouth in shame.

“Theres no need to be sorry I was just wondering.”

Hochiesa nodded then began to walk again smelling the cloth. He seemed saddened by the fact that she had seen his teeth, and Ra’m was fine with that.
She walked over to a tree and sharpened a piece of wood with her knife. Ra’m contemplating the possibility that her new father could be an impostor or a Were-Fox, whichever side, even so she looked at him with keen eyes and light heart. Three strokes of her knife later and she stabbed the wood into the ground, it broke on impact leaving a twisted heap of kindling. Ra’m groaned, her plan had been to sharpen a piece of wood and if it had succeeded to go into the ground she would have used it to stab a… Vampyre.
How did she know there were Vampyre refugee’s in the forest? It didn’t matter all she knew was that they were surrounded by six of them, the shrieking noise came again, what was it? Ra’m held her head, when she looked up she saw no one else holding their heads, not even Hochiesa who should of had better hearing. She screeched and several people including Roansa came to her trying to see what was wrong, and as she looked into all of their eyes she saw pain in only one of the pairs those being Roansa’s.

“Vampyres.” Ra’m said. “We… we’re surrounded.” They looked more alert to her and she watched them until she fainted from the sound.