Elariel had continued to please Tae'lo'ren long after their love-making, filling his mind with her fierce affection. The two lovers danced together, bodies twisting and turning, writhing together, hovering high in his mind. They cuddled, holding each other, separated from the chaos from the real world, free to love each other. Then, abruptly, Elariel was gazing upon Tae'lo'ren, urgency upon her lovey countenance. “Tae'lo'ren, please wake up!”<br/><br/>The hunter rose instantly, hands swiftly and instinctively reaching for his twins swords. His eyes roamed the room, seeking danger. Elariel's words continued, “We need to leave. Now!” The protective part of the hunter wanted to remain, to find this danger that had unnerved Elariel, and were it not for her pleading urgency, he would have remained.<br/><br/>Rather, he dressed with practiced speed, gathering all necessary and important gear that the two would need for an assumed long journey, what little they had in the cabin to begin with, and stood, as though awaiting Elariel's command. Tae'lo'ren did pause, however, drawing out the small communication device. “Shall we use this to call for help, or did you have another plan? Also, where are the others?” The hunter was concerned for Aidyn, Teirn, and Solarius, but did not raise the question, for he knew Elariel cared for them as well, and if they were not present, they were either not in danger or possible threats.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>