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[indent]Rena had grown quite annoyed with the commotion going on around her and being treated like a child. She hadn't asked to be injured and draw this kind of attention. As she was abruptly moved from the horse to a wagon, she found her voice. "I've had enough," she said with a stern tone; much louder than would come from someone of her size. "I am not a child." She glanced at Saedd and gave him a smile with a nod. "I greatly appreciate you coming to my aide first, but please do not call me little one." She started speaking to the others. "My name is Rena, I do not care where my ankle is treated; let alone if anyone wants to do it. I would prefer to get out of this damn rain." Though she spoke as if her ankle didn't bother her, she couldn't help noticing it changing colors. She felt pathetic that such a simple injury caused such a mess. The only one she felt had any common sense was the other elven woman with them. She had a sinking feeling about the mystery man who had just now joined them, but she wanted to believe his intentions were true.[/indent]