Spring 965 MC
Urzath peered through the underbrush, then looked behind her, signalling with her hands.
Hayley interpreted the ranger"s signs for Albreda"s sake. "It looks like about two dozen, and they"ve set up a camp."
"I still can"t imagine how they made it this far," said the Druid. "We"re deep into the forest. I should have received warning."
"I can"t explain that," said Hayley, "but the question still remains—what we can do about those intruders?"
"Do? We must eliminate them, what else?"
"We are outnumbered," cautioned the High Ranger.
Albreda gave her a look that would brook no argument. "I might remind you I am the Mistress of the Whitewood. I shall deal with them myself if necessary."
Hayley held up her hands. "We"ll work together, but let"s not just stumble in there with
