<em>Mallorin was not an idiot and didn't suffer his questions easily, she shook her head and marched closer tugging his head back she placed the water skin to his lips and said harshly. "No.. just drink..." It was after that Mallorin turned and left him in the night moving through the shadows disappearing. She left him there tied to the tree, with the fire for warmth. She did not say if she would be back, he would have to trust, or find a way to save himself if he thought it necessary.<br/><br/>Several feet out, she leapt to catch a branch and carried herself into the trees, cradling her body into the crotch of one, to watch her captive in eerie silence wondering what he would do. </em><br/><br/>(( per earlier descriptions: 5ft8 muscular toned lithe body, curves where needed but nothing extreme long dark wavey hair dotted with tiny braids and beads. hazel eyes blue war paint, calf high animal hide boots, a pair of tanned leather breeches, and a tan leathered vest piece over her chest. Spear on back, knife and pouches on belt blow dart etc etc etc. ))