It was the night before the battle.
Eleanor's hand was clasped firmly in Carlisle's as the two made their way to a small clearing the middle of the forest. The rest of the witnesses were there, along with Jacob and his small pack.
Eleanor left Carlisle's side and made her way over to Jacob and Benjamin. The two sat quietly together as Edward placed a load of firewood into the centre. Eleanor watched in amazement as Benjamin's fingers ignited with fire and threw it onto the wood.
"That's what I'm talking about," Jacob smiled, "a little pre-battle bonfire. Telling war stories."
Eleanor and Jacob looked towards the rest of the witnesses, who stood silent and unmoving. Jake scoffed, "or just stand around like freaking statues."
Suddenly, Garrett appeared on the log across from the th
