I hear the horse,and am trying to stand with sword in hand before I can think.Poor Flidhais' head luckly hits the soft bag I was using as a seat
Bryns face comes into focus....'by the gods'
After several moments of swearing and turning the air between us blue,Bryn passes on his news.

My heart starts to sink,it then drives to the ground as Flidhais tells us of her dream.
I dont get time to start work on the jigsaw of information when Flidhais takes on a wide stary grin then goes very pale.
She pitches forward,and I grab her, my sword falling to the floor.
"FLIDHAIS!! " I slapp her cheeks and her eyes fall back in her head.
'she as a smelling herb, o if I could remember where she kept it'
Laying her gently down on the floor of the cart,I check the small bag I know her keeps on her. Opening the bag and small bunches of hebs fly out .
"No... which one whch one?!!"
Using each bunch one at a time I pass it across here face and blow the herbs scent to ward her.
"Flidhais,....Flidhais, return to me....Flidhais"
I grab at a small handful of these herbs and try again.
Moments seem to be seasons,the wolves have come over and are sat at Flidhais feet,while Vagun and Bryn make more space on the back of the cart.

I brush hair from her face ,and stroke her cheeks.Then a kiss on each eye lid.

"Mmmh" a soft tone escapes Her lips.so I kiss them.