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After Breeze left the company of Nora and Jarent she proceeded to try and find Eames, her panther. As she is looking for him a dark figure creeps from the shadows behind her and approaches. The figure is low to the ground and silent. It creeps up behind her until it is close enough to push its head against her hand. She jumps at the touch, "Oh Eames its just you.", she says when she looks down. "So much more I need to learn", she thinks to herself as she scratches the panther's head. Come on lets go find a tree, a nice tall one. It doesn't take her long to find one that will suit her needs. With the tree found she begins to climb, the panther following behind her. Once high enough up that she wouldn't be seen she unbuckles her sword belt. using a bit of rope to lengthen it she fastens it around the limb she is sitting on. Then she takes off her quiver, using the strap to hold the other end of her scimitar up making it parallel with the branch. With her weapons placed she stretches out on the branch and lays a hand on her panther. Then the tears begin. She cries for what seems like hours. She cries until she has to lean over and vomit and then she cries some more. When her tears subside she tries to speak but her throat is raw from crying. She sits up and grabs her water skin and takes a long drink to moisten her throat. She puts the stopper back into the opening and looks at the glowing orbs that are Eames' eyes. "It was terrible." Her voice comes out as a croak at first. "I couldn't do anything but watch. The first time I was able to fight it, but the second time...I-I-I attacked our friends. I didn't want to but I couldn't stop myself." Fresh tears come to her eyes, but she wipes them away with a shake of her head. "No! No more tears. I will not shed another tear. Not until what needs to be done is done." She leans back against the trunk of the tree and looks up at the night sky through the branches above her. She begins to pray, "Mielikki, please help me. Guide me. Show me what I need to know. There are those defiling your forests and I can't stop them. Please Forest Queen I beg you for your help." With her prayer finished she lays back down and uses her cloak as a blanket. One hand on her panther the other arm she uses as her pillow. For a time she lays scratching Eames listening to his breathing, after a while she falls into an uneasy sleep.