Worth

Honor. Fairness. Compassion.

"She is quite beautiful isnt she?" Wren held the helpless bundle of pelts in her arms rocking her ever so gently with her limbs as she sat upon her sturdy chair.

Finch couldnt stop pacing. He had made it back to camp unseen, but the huntsmen havent returned yet and he knew he was in a world of hurt when Jay found out he had no part in the battle. His concerns were growing more and more wild as the night grew longer. They were going to throw him into the woods by himself for weeks werent they? He was going to have to stay in camp and help clear out wood for the fires from now on and never be a huntsmen again. The punishments got worse as well, maybe he would have to fight Jay himself in order to have a chance to explain the story. What would happen to the child? Had he truly made the right choice after all?

"Finchy, youre worrying too much. Rowan is a fair deputy, he will understand once you tell him what you had heard. He would have investigated himself Im sure. We are closer to him than you give him credit for." She couldnt take her eyes off the sleeping baby. How lucky was she to even be alive at this point?

"Im not worried about Rowan," Finch stopped in his tracks and stared out the small cut out side of the hut " Im worried about Jay."

Wren rolled her eyes and shook her head to herself " Leave Jay to me, he may be stubborn but its not the girls fault that she needed your help and you were the only thing able to get to her." The sarcasm hurt Finch for a moment but he shook it off. He didn't have time to worry about her humor.

"I shouldnt have brought this upon us, this is an enemy child and I just took her." He rasped hurriedly.

"You saved her is what you did. I didnt even know that the Field People could still reproduce' she ran her hand across the infants face as she slept, Wren couldnt get over how adorable she was, " I heard that their women all left ages ago and all that was left was the old, other than the son of their old chief, Ash. He is the one we had the treaty with that began all this."

" All I heard was men before I abandoned the mission, I know we kept the mothers here to look after their young, but Gale and Robin came to help early on as the spies for us. I didnt see a single spy for the Field People."

"Maybe they were good spies?" Wren retorted as she repositioned the girl in her arms.

"Its been quite a while since I seen a single woman in their patrols, and the ones we did see were elderly as well. They had been a dying tribe for a while now." Finch ran his fingers through his hair stressfully, when he finally heard the clammering in the middle of camp. His muscles tensed up as he turned to look back at Wren for guidance.

He met eyes with her, and they both turned their ears towards the clamor outside their walls. It seemed that everyone was being called and awakened, if they could even have slept tonight that is, and to come to the camp center. The Center was used for all of their reports or announcements, and hopefully tonight this will end in the best news yet.

When they arrived to see the Hunters at the front, caked in soot and blood of the battle they just came back from, they saw Rowan in the eye of the storm that was their crew. Wren skirted the edges of her hut, but stayed hidden in the shadows, just close enough to hear what was about to happen. The news of the baby wasnt something that she wanted brought to attention right now, yet she did want to hear about the battle being won and to know what has become of the Fielders after all of this. She heard sobbing begin near the great fire in the middle of the camp, where others can get warmed, it was Lilac, Jays chieftess.

Lilac was a stern woman, having lost her children at birth more than once. Throughout the entirety of Jays leadership, they never once left each other despite their hardships, making both of them grow rock like in emotion. Hearing her sorrow alerted Wren to her senses at once, Lilac wasnt the type to show her feelings anymore, could that mean-?