The Wolf and the Halla

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Solas was wounded, his pride was shot down by a fiery Dalish girl that held his heart. He mentally kicked himself for doing this to her, and to himself. He couldn't stop thinking of her, even when he focused his mind somewhere else. Even in the Fade, his love and his brokenhearted spirit was reflected. He was lost, confused. Swallowed up by what he never thought he'd feel.

Meeting Adani on the battlefield the first time was inticing, he had thought when she was asleep that she was beautiful. When he saw her awake, however, beautiful didn't quite cover what he thought she was. She was stunning, her emerald eyes pierced through his soul, making his heart ache with want.

Now, they were both wounded. Two birds with each a wing broken, avoiding each other, yet needing one another for survival.

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Adani slipped past the flap of her tent and into the morning air. It was cold here, and the dew on the grass was mostly frost. She didn't mind the cold anymore though, hardly felt it on the outside. On the inside, she was cold to the bone, a cold that no blanket or amount of warmth could fix. No matter, she walked towards the center of camp, prepared to face the biting cold of the day.

Somewhere outside of the Hinterlands it started to rain hard, and they took shelter under some trees. Adani sat down hard against the trunk, drops of rainwater still seeped through the leaves periodically, and splatted her on the head. She held her legs to her chest, not taking time to blink when a fat raindrop landed on her nose. She was in her thoughts, as she so often was.

She was thinking of home, of how she missed her family, she wondered selfishly if Revansa would have her now. She shook the idea away with a verbal scoff. Inwardly she beat herself up for thinking such a thing. She couldn't use that beautiful man as a rebound. Besides she couldn't love him the way he deserved because she was in love with another, and if she remembered correctly Revansa and Cassandra were in the throws of a long distance relationship.

That thought led her to think of how she had neglected to give her friend attention. She looked over to Cassandra who was standing, looking out into the rain for signs of danger. She noted that she looked content and focused. She made a note to talk to her soon.

Adani scanned the horizon, looking for an end to the rain, and for an end to the clouds that were hovering over her head. No such luck. The olive skinned elf sighed, and tried to push her thoughts aside. It was no time to be in a rutt of depression, they had a world to save. Soon they would go to face this self proclaimed God, they waited only to gain strength before they searched him out. The thought of sending that evil being to the grave brought a slight smile to her lips. She would avenge everyone she had loved. She would avenge the loss of love that she assumed was caused by this, she would avenge the loss of so many lives, taken all too soon by things that they should never have had to face.

The rain was beginning to thin, the drops slowing to a slight sprinkle. Adani stood, and resolved to get past herself. As the rain tapered off into a clear sky, her selfish thoughts dissapated. She told herself it was out of her control, that she would think of it no more. A small lie she told herself for comfort.

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They sat quietly around the dancing fire. There were no sounds other than the pop of burning wood, and the crickets and frogs that filled the night with chirping and croaking. Occasionally, an owl could be heard hooting somewhere in the distance.

Eventually, Cassandra sighed deeply and stood. "I will take first watch." She said as she walked from the camp. Her intentions were to leave Adani and Solas alone to make up, or more likely to battle it out.

The Iron Bull shifted restlessly. "I, uhh.." He looked around uncomfortably, obviously not used to the silence they had began travelling in. "I'm going to get some sleep. I'll take second watch though." He got up hastily and wandered from the fire to his tent.