Had one little fire really attracted so many? She'd been in Blackwood for what seemed like weeks now, and hadn't seen a single person since entering it. Now all of a sudden, she was surrounded by people. She could finally see the approaching man on a small pony and her head tilted slightly. What was really a dwarf, she thought no more than a very short man with a beard. Three men, an elf woman, a....half-horse man, and her. When the elf woman held out her hand for the rabbit, she blinked, looking down at the creature in her arms before blushing and carefully handing the poor thing back to the woman. 

[color=6ecff6]"I...I'm sorry. Thank you, for the offer, but maybe the others would like it?"[/color] She gave an apologetic smile. She didn't want to seem ungrateful to the woman. 

And then the man who first took over her camp spoke, and she let out that quiet, gasped grunt of surprise again when he pegged her for not eating meat. He dropped an apple in her lap. When had she sat down? She blinked up at him, only to be patted on the cheek. He...reminded her of her father. She paused for a moment before standing and moving back toward the fire near the man. She reached into her bag, taking out some of the red berries and putting them in his lap in return. 

[color=6ecff6]"They taste like vanilla."[/color] She gave him a small smile before biting into the apple he had given her. Well, if she was going to be surrounded by people, she might as well eat something. And she hadn't had apples in ages. She couldn't help but wonder where the apples had come from. She hadn't seen any in the forest all this time. Her eyes drifted to the man with the scar on his face resting under the tree for a moment. He didn't seem worried about anyone here at all. 

And then a voice came from the shadows. Again. Her brow twitched in irritation. All these people drawn randomly by one little fire. This was getting ridiculous. She set the apple down and stood up. Frustrated and feeling more than slightly invaded, she turned toward the voice with her hands on her hips. She frowned, then spoke loudly enough to make sure whoever it was would hear her.

[color=6ecff6]"It's not like you [b]own[/b] this forest, you know!"[/color] She glared into the darkness. Unlike the others, her human eyes couldn't see that well past the fire and the lighter shadows. [color=6ecff6]"You wanna know why we're here? Well, I'm just passing through. So piss off! This is my camp and you've no right to be making demands of anyone here. I don't know who you are, and personally, I don't care. The whole lot of you have basically invaded my camp. I'm more than welcome to share, but stop sulking in the shadows and get down here or go away."[/color]

She sighed in frustration once she was done. [color=6ecff6]"Arrogant son of a bitch.."[/color] she grumbled to herself. So. The girl had some backbone after all. Movement caught her eye, and yet another person came into light. She was just about to tell that one to go away, when she suddenly froze. Her eyes widened, her skin growing pale even in the firelight. The young man walked directly toward her, and she couldn't stop staring. Memories flashed through her mind of a young boy, one she'd played with almost daily before she'd left home. He'd been her best friend, and the day her adoptive mother had tried to kill her, he'd stayed behind to keep her safe while she ran. She hadn't seen him since that day, and she'd thought she never would. But there he was, right in front of her, that kind smile ever present on his features. 

[color=6ecff6]"Mikael...?"[/color] She whispered in shock.