As Jira slips outside, Kinngar keeps his lips sealed and follows right behind her, almost bumping into her at one point as he looks back and doesn’t notice her stopped.   He regains himself and is awestruck that this barmaid can move faster and quieter than the ablest hunter he has ever met.<br/><br/>As they cross into the woods he carelessly steps on a branch hearing it crack lightly under his foot, and exasperated sigh leaves his lips ever so quietly until he looks up and sees the eyes of Jira, looking more intense and angry than his Uncle ever did so he stops and remains quiet.<br/><br/>After she turns and silently moves ahead he follows as he hears the men ransacking the house before they set it ablaze in a chorus of whoops and hollers.  Hoping they are satisfied he regains his breath and continues behind Jira until they are up and over the top of the first ridge, where he stops to look back at the farmstead for what he now knows will be the last time.<br/><br/>The house and barn are both engulfed in flames and the mean are shouting something, but he doesn’t make out what it is.  He silently says a prayer for his aunt and uncle and turns to catch up with Jira who hasn’t stopped.<br/>