Amber Blaze was running hard thru the trees, a huge black wolf at her side. It had been a long night and it wasn't over yet. Suddenly she stopped dead when they reached a part of the wood that was burned to a crisp. The wolf whined and amber said "hold on, Bane....I sense the life nearby....I might..." She knelt down and touched the ground, her eyes glowing brightly. Suddenly five shapes appeared and the wolves appeared but in shadow like forms, like ghosts. Amber looked up, seeing the young pups by their mother and the father looking around wildly. Amber said "it's alright my friends. Your living life may have ended but not for good...Bane?" The black wolf moved forward and moved infront of the wolves, sniffing them and quietly explaining to them what was happening. Amber stood and said "Get them set into the pack bane...I need to move ahead" the wolf nodded and amber took off running, sad that the blaze had killed the new family but was glad she could give them sort of a second chance. 

A while later amber stopped, hearing labored breath and metal on metal. She pulled out her sword and waited. Just waited. Then after a few moments a huge mob or orcs burst thru the trees, right at amber. She jumped right into the fray, getting hit and dishing out. But in the numbers amber couldn't win alone. 

A few of the orcs were still standing over a wounded amber, who was fighting to get back up. She was wounded in the shoulder and her side, but she fought to get back up as the leader Orc grabbed her by her neck and slammed her against a tree. "Your dead....ranger...." Amber coughed, her mind going dark. "Not...by your hand..."