Peaceful Silence (Huntsman)

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Sitting outside the little hut that had been constructed for her Sarcha's eyes stayed on her task already she'd been at work for a month e weaving the first shirt after spending almost three collecting the plant she needed, and even with as much as she had, she feared she'd only have enough for this first one... maybe that was why she had six years so the plant had time to grow back.

Her fingers worked the plant carefully while two swans where curled around her feet napping in the afternoon. Another two swopped over head their clean white wings flashing brightly reflecting the beams of sunlight that broke through the canopy of trees, and the last two her oldest brothers, where out gather food not only for them selves but for her as well, she had crafted little bags which they could fill with berries and nuts that they could fly back to her and the others.

She felt distinctly more relaxed then when she had first come so deep into the forest, fearing her step mother might find her and curse her before she could rescue her brothers she'd hidden away deep and did her work. dedicated wholly to her task. she'd grown used to the sounds of the forest and no longer feared them her little bed inside was made from downy feathers the swans had picked off specially, when she slept they curled up around her offering warmth, even as birds they stayed a good close family.

engrossed in her task Sarcha knew nothing of anyone approaching until her two middle brothers swooped down and made strange and threatening noises with their throat wings fared wide between her and new comer Sarcha looked up and over holding the shirt close hands shaking a little she may have relaxed but there were still dangerous things, dangerous people in the woods.

[huntsmangraham]

The stench of the perfumes and oils she wore seemed to cling to his skin and the leathers that he wore. He would have been tempted to believe that she had purposely rub her scent on him, marking him as her property. It would be very much like her. The nearly the entire kingdom already thought he had sided willingly with the bitch. She was probably please to have him stink like her.

Again he'd been able to sneak out of the castle. This time he was able to do it in the daylight instead of the cover of darkness. Who knew where the queen had been, making it so easy for him to get away but he wasn't going to complain.

The huntsman knew he was a prisoner. There was little chance of escape as long as she held his heart. Only death could really free him from the clutches of the vile witch. As he moved past the guards, a face that he was pleased to see was waiting for him. This only true friend. The silver and gray wolf sat near the tree line into the forest. The wolf waited every day for him to return to the same spot. "Come on boy, I need a walk".

The walked dead into the wood until his wolf companion decided to take off in a quick spring. "Where are off to?!" He ran after the beast, his footsteps crunching against the forest floor. Finally he caught up to him. It seems the soft scent of a female had caught his attention and the swans that were at her side. The wolf barked and wagged it tail, the hunter's drive running through the beast. It was clear in his friend's stance. "Easy boy," he spoke calming the wolf. "I'm sorry, he can be quite rude."

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As the wolf appeared through the brush Sarcha stood shifting slightly setting down the shirt and picking up a large branch nervously her brothers couldn't protect her swans that they where especially not against a wolf, but before anything happened a man broke through after the animal he calmed it before turning and apologizing, he was wearing the armor of the queen, this made her weary, she had no particular interest in the queen either for or against the woman all her malice lie with the witch of a step mother she had, the queen was someone elses problem not hers, but why was one of the queens men out so far?

She lowered the branch looking at the man her expression clear even though she didn't speak, who was he? why was he here? the swans hissed threateningly but with a movement and a light nudge from the branch the wings where folded and they waddled surrounding her protectively, the two that had slept had woken from the commotion and joined their brothers watching the knew comers with as much malice as a bird could manage. with out a word she gestured tot he wolf, was it a risk to the swans? her grip stayed firm on the branch hopefully making it clear what she would do to keep the proud white birds safe, as determined to protect them as they where to protect her.