The cold air ripped down through the mountains and into the valley. Winding around the trees and tangling itself with the branches and leaves to linger gently through blonde tangled hair. The winds little fingers brushed her hair back as she stood perfectly still watching the small people below her. Her tall stature was hid in among the trees standing on a tree limb up high away from prying eyes. Her bright blue eyes narrowed as she saw her target. Her strong yet small hands drew back her bow string, eyes narrowing slightly as she stared down her intended target. Her lips curling back in a snarl, he was her enemy by every account and this war had no mercy. He was a mere human, her eyes closed as she breathed in, but why was he so handsome. His tall build with dark black hair. His brown eyes drew her in like a puppy begging for love. She watched as he drew his armour on and placed his sword to his side. She snapped out of it realizing she had missed her shot, losing the advantage. Her master would be seething with rage if he found out. Rolling her eyes at her stupidity she leaned down off the branches to land softly onto her chestnut gelding standing below. Patting her horse she ushered him to move out with her legs softly. This war needed to end, to many people had been injured and hurt. Enforced into the armys and into slavery. All because humans had been greedy and wanted more tithes and would now bow to the king. She cringed at the thought and bit her lips. Her horse snorted under her and shifted to the left. Whipping her head to the right there he stood. Fear set in.