When Country Meets Thedas

Horses for Haven

Reagan left the cave that had housed the Rebel Mages with only a few burns on her arms and a scorched shirt. Solas noticed the large burn on her right arm and walked towards her.

"Let me heal that for you," he said politely.

Reagan gave him a tired smile and held her arm out for him.

"Thanks, Solas" she replied.

As he took her arm, Reagan felt a small shiver run up her spine with the gentle touch of his fingers and a slow heat pooled lowered. Oh for the love of God, come on, she mentally groaned to herself. She felt the small puff of his breath over her skin and clenched her jaw trying to ignore the multiple sensations that ran through her body, not to mention the million mental images that suddenly sprang to mind. When he was finally finished healing her arm, she barely stopped the moan from escaping.

She stared into his eyes as they came up from looking at her arm and felt instantly as if she were drowning.

"Now the Kings Road should be safer, we should return to camp," Cassandra said as she walked by.

Reagan tore her gaze away from his as she answered.

"Yeah, good idea," she said her voice a bit thicker.

She turned from Solas to follow after Cassandra, and Solas watched her walk away with a small smile. The woman is absolutely frustrating and delightful, he thought, staring after her.

"Careful Chuckles, you're smiling," Varric commented as he walked by with a smirk of his own.

Solas' smile quickly slid from his face and he shook his head. Damn dwarf, he thought with annoyance as he followed after him.

"Lady Cassandra, there is a message for you," a scout said as he rushed forward when they entered the camp.

Cassandra took the paper and reading it, she glanced at Reagan and handed her the slip of paper.

Reagan read the small missive telling them to return to Haven. Reagan looked up and gave Cassandra a smile.

"A real bed, an actual bathtub... let's leave in the morning," she said with a smile.

Cassandra gave her an appreciative smile and chuckled with her reasons.

"Didn't you want to meet with Master Dennett before we left?" she commented offhandedly.

The horse master, she remembered.

"Yeah, you're right I did. Let's go there tomorrow and when we have him locked down, then we can head back to Haven," she replied easily.

"Okay," Cassandra said with a small knowing smile.

Reagan followed the directions Lace had given them that would lead to Master Dennet's farm. They crested the small hill and she saw the small pack of wolves come from out of the cover of the forest towards them. What the hell?

"Solas, you see them?" she said pointing towards the advancing creatures.

Solas saw the small pack of wolves and pulled his staff from his back.

"Something is clearly wrong with them," he replied.

"Well if that ain't the truth," she replied drawing back an arrow and taking aim at the leading wolf.

When the small skirmish with the animals was finished, Reagan knelt down, looking at one of the animals closely.

"That was unlike any wolf I've ever seen before," she said quietly, picking up the face of one of the creatures.