Anora sat on her knees on the ground, tears running down her cheek, for what had just happened. She petted the bunny, which sat by her side. Looking up at the strange elf, she instantly collected herself. "The well?" She asked, standing to her feet, as the bunny ran off into the forest. "I am the guardian of the forest." She spoke casually, not showing any of the pain, which still lingered in her heart. "But I know of no well." She said, shaking her head.