Thread: Life's Journey (The_Gladiator & darkangel76)

Rhonwhyn almost shouted out the moment she felt the warm hand grabbing her own. But she thought better of the situation and quieted herself, stilling her tongue and just nodding her head as she heard hoarse whispers curtly explaining the situation and guiding her as to what was going on and what she needed to do. Even still, she did not feel entirely safe. She could barely see and her nerves were more than rattled. As it was, her body was shaking, so she tried her best to focus upon the feel of this stranger's hand as it held her own. The hand was larger than hers, rough though not unpleasant. And the warmth... Oh Rhonwhyn could easily relish that given how cold the air felt as it rushed over her body. Despite her fear, she took solace in that bit of warmth, that tiny bit of contact she had with another who, for reasons unknown, seemed concerned for her welfare. Whether his concerns had an ulterior purpose, she didn't know nor did she care. She could hear other noises in the night and feared what those might bring along with them... the others, other beasts? None were appealing, so she figured it best to obey. It was difficult traipsing through the forest in the cover of the night, the moon nowhere to be seen. Rhonwhyn wondered if that was a curse or omen, a telling sign of things to come. But no matter, she needed to concentrate on her task at hand and that was somehow following her guide and savior through this gnarled forest without being detected. He'd alluded to the fact that others were close by, that they might be being followed. The very idea made her blood run cold, her heart skip a beat. She feared what might happen if the others found out about the scuffle, that she'd gotten away. Just then, Rhonwhyn shuddered, a chill rippling through her body as she moved closer to her guide, her handnow gripping his shoulderclutched him more tightly. She pressed herself against him, her feet moving of their own accord as she tried her best not to stumble or make any noise that might give them away. So many times, she felt her mouth turn into a frown, her blue eyes pricking with tears as she worried that she might be a burden or worse and get them both caught. But she wasn't used to such travel nor being treated in such a manner. Never in all her short life had she been pursued like this, in such danger. Never had she been on the run or in fear for her life. Rhonwhyn could feel the soles of her feet being cut and scratched as she followed her new guide. Several times, she had to bite down on her lip to stop herself from calling out, from crying. But, no. She had to stay strong... at least for a little while longer until they were both out of danger and could thus rest a bit easier. Thank you, she whispered so very softly as they moved deeper in amongst the trees. Thankfully, it seemed like the sounds she'd heard earlier were becoming quieter. But whether that was because they'd gained ground, lost them or something else entirely, she wasn't sure. It was too difficult to see and she wasn't used to such situations. Never had she anticipated such a thing could happen to her, yet... here she was in the black of night with some strange man trying to run for her life. Rhonwhyn gazed up toward the treetops toward the sky, but she could not see a thing. She knew the stars shone above the make shift canopy, but the moon... it hid itself this night. Swallowing hard and licking her lips, she prayed silently to Lunaria. She then tightened her grip even more on her savior's shoulder. Where are we going? she asked him, trying her best to stay quiet and ensure no one could hear. She moved closer still, leaving no space between herself and him, taking advantage of the heat and the touch. It gave her small comfort as fear tried to consume her whole, it's teeth gnashing ferociously as it tried to tear her apart.