[Mn`dharrowrynn]

From the beginning Mn`dharrowrynn started to foster suspicions about the mountain arrangement. Untrained to mountain tactics, she did sense the tell-tale signs of an ambush.
"Attack!" She roared, drawing the reigns back when the first arrow blasted into the human front man. Her eyes came alive at the fresh shower of crimson, instantly drawing her into another world; another state of mind. "Archers!"
Jhanrael did not have to think long to comprehend her friends sentiment. They quickly rushed for the caravan at neck break speeds, attempting to deftly navigate their horses through the steely terrain.
"We must give the travelers time!" Her words spoke more than volume. "Gather the others." Mn`dharrowrynn steered her horse closer to the mountain ledge, doing her best to create a barrier of vision between her and the archers overhead.
"You intend to stay?" The words seemed broken when they escaped Jhanrael's lips, but she could see her dear Mn`dharrowrynn already begin to stall her horse once the caravan company was in sight.
"Go to them and let Sistandir know the road is lost. They may have blockaded a retreat. Tell them to find another way or to scatter for the nearest hidden ravine."
Jhanrael hesitated but Mn`dharrowrynn had already begun to draw her blade and steer back the way they came. "Go, seler'amin. I will find you." Jhanrael gave one last bow to the back of Mn`dharrowrynn's head then signaled away for the cadre of elves, and those others that traveled in peril now.