She sat wrapped in his arms for a moment longer, then after pressing herself close to him, she pulled herself away.<br/>Her voice was no more than a whisper when she spoke.<br/><br/>"Then I will leave....."<br/><br/>She stood, tucking her hunting knife back into her bandages, pulling her torn cloak around her naked body.<br/>She turned and looked at him, her eyes full of sorrow, then turned back towards the doorway of the tent, stepping out into the fresh and chilled morning air.