I take his hand and he helps me up "So what happened to your arm?" I ask and look down to try and smooth down my clothes only to realise that my clothes are torn. My cheecks fluch red and I wrap my arms around myself, I try not to shiver from the cold. 

I turn quickly when I realize what happened. "I lost it due to my stupidity." I take off my duster and hand it to her.

I put it on "thanks so much, sorry about that" i say and wrap the coat closer around me not from cold but nervousness, still curious about his arm but sencing he doesnt want to talk about it i drop the subject "I just realised this it the first time we have had a conversation" i say and glance at his face "the last time i kind of gave you a drink and then ran, sorry but you can't blame me" I say looking at the ground

"I don't. But by the way your acting your hiding something. If you don't want to talk about it I understand." I say turning to face her again.

I look at him and stop walking for a momnet "your good at noticing things" say softly and carry on walking "Well apart from my younger sister being kidnapped, the little girl who I was ment to protect and I loved has gone and every time the sun goes down I turn into... that, well I don't get many friends for that reason, I live in the woods and hunt to keep alive but apart from that I feel fine" I say looking at the ground so that he wont see the stray tear running down my cheek.

"you don't seem that open yourself" I say hoping i wont make him uncomfortable

"I see it as the past and this is my reminder of my failure," I say walking right behind her.

I slowly stand up my knees are shaking and my heart is racing, I lean up against a tree and notice that the sun is starting to rise, I begin to race back to Sampson.

On my way there I run past Frost and a girl I've never met before, "Hi, bye!" I yell over my shoulder as I race pst them to my horse.

Once I get there and see that he's alright, I untie him and lead him back to where I saw Frost, "I got a....horse." I say panting as I run up to him and the girl, "Here." I say handing the reighns to him.

"OK. What's his name and why are you so out of breath?" I ask looking at shatter.

I gulp down as soon as I see her hand and look to the floor, "if you want I can get somthing for that hand, my horse always has some in his saddle bag" I say and whistel and a black stallion comes galloping through the trees, he has a white stripe down his nose and four black socks "good boy Connor" I say as I get a aid kit with some herbs and ask if i can get to work on her hand "my mum used to know eveything about healing" I say as i spread a mixture onto her hand "she would take me out for  days to colloect herbs for the ill/injured/dying man who was lying on our kitchen table at home" I put a few drops of a clear liquid on her hand and bandage it up "there you go, all better and I never did get to say I'm Stella" I say smiling.

I watch them both. Then look up at the clear blue sky.

I look between both of them "if you don't want me around, I can go back to the bar, they will give me a room and I can leave you to yourselfs... I didn't want to inturupt anything you two might do..." my voice trails off, not wanting to be a nuciance to the couple.

I don't even notice my hand untill she points out the large scar on it, "Darn it..." I say trailing off in thought.

"Oh, his name is Sampson." I add on quickly back to my cheerful self, "And I'm out of breath because, I went on a little adventure and it didn't end well..."

"Thanks..." I reply untrustingly. There was something about Stella that I just didn't like, to me she was just like Shatter.  But she didn't act evil all the time like her. Then remembering how Shatter was in a way MY evil sister, I relised that it was probably me being to cautiouse. I was so trailed away in thought that I didn't notice that I was staring t my hand like it was going to turn on me and attak me at any second.

((wait did you say thanks to me going away?))

"its ok don't worry about it!" i say friendly, smiling i stroke sampson "he's a handsome boy isnt he, this is Connor by the way" i see the distrust in her eyes that used to kill me inside, it still hurts a bit, just another peoson not to trust me, has anyone herd of the term "dont judge a book by it's cover" or "give someone a second chance" i don't show those feelings on my face though, i rumage through Connors saddle pack and take out a special root and hand it to her "here eat this, it should make it a lot better and when the bandages get all blody you should change them" i cheerfully announce as if we were talking about a prom or somthing, not that I've ever been to a prom, or even know what it is, school wasn't a luxury for me. I look over to Issaic "if you want to ride Connor, it's fine by me" noticing that she didn't ask my eairlier question I ask it again, just in case "so, would it be eaiser if I go now?, leave you to alone.. you know I woulden't want to interfear... with you to... and... um" i say gently.

(No I said thanks to you helping me.)

"Us two?" I ask confused, "You don't have to leave if you don't want to." I say a bit more friendly now, I wonder if I should ask her about the wolf, but instead I bring it up as casually as I can. "Have you recently seen any wolves around here, not your everyday wolf but strange perhapse a strange wolf?" I ask as I take a large bite out of the root she hands me, not really noticing how bitter it was.