The little girl's eyes twisted in a confused way when the elf said that she wanted to sleep her fill. That didn't look like a very comfortable place to sleep. Then again, maybe it was like the old man in the village said that elves could just close their eyes anywhere, even standing up to sleep, but Kora couldn't believe that this elf would prefer to sleep on the ground instead of a soft bed of hay, or something similar. It was unlikely that Pappa would allow her to sleep in the house with them, but there was a small room build into the barn that he had allowed strangers to night over in. They were the only ones for miles and being kind to their neighbors always paid off.

And even then, Pappa would want to know if there was an Elf in these lands. Even one as young as Kora knew that if elves were so far from their homeland, something was not right.

Her back straightened, trying to make herself appear taller," I'm seven," She declared proudly, even though she was a little short for her age," Old enough to hunt, Pappa says. And that ground isn't comfortable for sleeping. Come with me, I'll take you to Pappa, and he'll find you a nicer place to sleep. We have a guest room with a small fireplace. It'll be better, as it's getting cold out at nights nowadays..."