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[center][h1][color=f6989d] Irime Greenleaf [/color][/h1][/center]

Irime set her tent up and got herself settled in for the night. Her horse was set up next to her tent with a bucket of oats and one for water. She was brushing his mane and smiled to herself as she remembered Kreneas' reaction to her kiss on the cheek. For someone who was not interested in her he sure did blush a lot when he got close to her. She also noticed that when she had been in her cloak he hadn't looked at her. This made her smile but she still didn't want to read too much into it in case she was wrong. 

Her horse stamped his foot and whinnied when she found a troublesome tangle. [color=f6989d]"Shh, Mithrin*. I'll be careful."[/color] She assured the horse in elvish calming it. 

After supper she pulled out a proper hairbrush and began to pull down her braids. Irime sat outside on the ground and looked up at the stars. Sensing his nearness she felt rather than heard him. She looked up to see that Kreneas was just across from her and she smiled. 

[color=f6989d]"Hello Kreneas."[/color] She patted the ground next to her. [color=f6989d]"Come, sit with me." [/color]

Irime smiled softly at him and she turned and tossed her hairbrush into her tent. Her long sandy gold hair hung in shiny waves around her and down her back. Slightly unnerved at how awkward he seemed to be around her she was suddenly worried that he would think her too forward. She shook that thought out of her mind. More people started to sit around the campfire as it got darker and colder. 

[color=f6989d]"I wanted to thank you again for your aid today. I'm positive that I would have suffered greatly if you hadn't shown up when you did. So thank you."[/color] 

Hoping that he hadn't been hurt by the speed of the impact she asked, [color=f6989d]"How is your back? If it isn't hurting you yet I fear it will be soon."[/color]

[@Aquanthe]

*Mithrin is in the vocab section under the character tab.