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Sorsha
Her head lowered, she cuddles Puka closer to herself as she steps through the door. As she passes Legolas, her slight frame trembles and she hurries out, almost tripping over her long skirts in the process.
"Th...this way, then." ~ She stammers, raising her right hand pointing in the west direction and struggling to hold Puka with her left one...
The next hour is spent in silence, as they make their way down the path she had earlier taken. The afternoon sun shines brightly down upon them, and its warmth provides some consolation to her thumping heart.
As they walk on, Puka now gambolling about their feet, she stops for a moment. ~ "I... I think I need a rest." ~ She wipes her brows with her sleeves, her cheeks glowing from the exercise and embarassment ~ "I...I'm sorry... as you can see, I'm not terribly fit."
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