• The darkest, winter night approached as Rosealyn unpacked her things to set up camp for the night. "Mom, are we ever going to have a permenat home,"Tora, her little daughter asked. Rosealyn smiled at her placing a small kiss on her head,"I hope so, baby girl." They went to sleep. Rustling inn the bush woke Rosealyn up from her sleep. She walked out the tent to check it out. She peered around the bush to see a man with icy, blue eyes and black hair. "Who are you,"she asked silently. He turned at the other sound behind him. It was a hunter. "Come back here,"he yelled. The man ran away as fast as he could. The hunter started shooting that's when she realized those weren't hunters they were guards of king Samuel. She ran into the tent,"Come on, Tora! We have to go." She rustled around putting a bookbag on her shoulder and running the same direction the man did. He waited for her to catch up with him. He nodded toward a cabin ahead. She and Tora ran into the cabin and ducked down as the guards shot at the man, but they missed terribly. After a while, the man walked into the cabin uninjered.