"Well like it or not, we are like Zebras aren't we? No matter how hard we try to blend in our strips always give us away." She sighed as the man followed her. "I only help those when they are in need of help, not when it serves to better my own life. I will keep running because that is all I can do to help others. If I stay out of the way, people live to fight another day. And in case you didn't notice, they aren't all bad. Those two hunter's didn't hurt me when I healed the one with the bad burn. If I can show more hunters like them that not all witches are bad then maybe..." She trailed off lost in thought, only to be brought back to reality by the man questioning her name. "Names are bad. People can easily find information on you based on a name alone. Just call me Healer. Now, what are you going to do with that little girl-" Theodora stopped short. She felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. "Sh. Quiet. Someone is here..." She stopped walking and looked around. She didn't see anyone, but she was sure she could sense someone waiting quietly in the darkness. Shaking off the feeling of dread, she turned her attention back to the man with the little girl. "I don't care to know your name or hers. I all I care about is you getting as far away from me as possible. The more magic in one place the easier it is form them to find us. Please. Just leave."