Rebel Fay

Osha had gone in search of food, and Sgaile stood at the clearing's far side, speaking in low tones with Urhkar.

"Magiere, come and hold him down," Wy

"You hold him, and I'll do it," Magiere said.

Chap saw her coming. With a rumble, he licked his nose.

"I saw that," Magiere warned.

"You lose again," Leesil said to Chap. This resulted in another tongue-and-nose gesture just for him.

Leanalham leaned forward. "Why are you talking to the majay-hi?"

Before Leesil could think up an answer, Wy

"Oh… you stink!" Wy

The sight of the two women wrestling the dog into submission, and getting as dirty as he, was almost amusing enough for Leesil to forget the day's troubles.

"No! Do not treat him that way!"

Leanalham's thick accent made her words hard to catch, and she jumped to her feet indignantly before Leesil understood. She grabbed for the back of Wy

"He is a guardian of our forest," the girl shouted. "Let him go!"

Both Magiere and Wy

Chap's ears perked as he ceased struggling. He rolled crystalline eyes and huffed once in agreement with Leanalham's outrage. It sounded a bit too pompous to Leesil.

A way off, Sgaile and Urhkar looked on, and neither appeared pleased.

"It's all right," Leesil said, pulling Leanalham down on the log."Chaps a bit of a pig. If we don't clean him, he gets unbearable… and he knows it."

Chap growled at him.

"Oh, be quiet!" Wy

"And if he didn't really like it," Leesil added, "he wouldn't make it so easy for them."

Leanalham's face filled with hesitant wonder. "He… understands?"

Chap shook his snout with a grunt, nearly toppling Wy

Leesil sighed. They couldn't hide Chap's unusual intelligence forever, but perhaps it was best not to answer too many questions.

"Done," Magiere said and got up. "It might have gone quicker if you'd kept your butt still!"

Chap wrinkled a jowl at her and slunk off to the clearing's far side. He flopped down to clean himself. Wy

Leanalham was still watching Chap.

Leesil studied her face. A small loop of her light brown hair was pulled through a wooden ring and held there over a crosswise wood peg. From there, her hair fell down her back in a tail. Her skin was a bit lighter in tone than his, which was strange considering he had more human blood. She turned to warm her hands by the fire, her expression suddenly too serious.

"You all right?" he asked.

She only nodded.

"If elves don't spill the blood of their own," he asked, "why did you cry out?"

"I have only seen the Aruin'nas a few times," she answered, "but never so many at once… and so angry."

This was the most Leesil had heard the girl say to anyone but Sgaile or Glea

"They wanted to kill your companions," she added, "humans, but… they hated me the same way… and you. The words they spoke… terrible things… before my uncle came."

Leanalham went silent, staring into the fire.

"People say terrible things about me all the time," Leesil answered. "Don't let it bother you."

He heard a hiss, and looked up. For an instant, he thought Magiere's vicious expression was aimed at the girl. She stepped slow and steady in front of him, until she stood beside Leanalham while facing away from the fire. Leesil couldn't see her face.

Magiere's fingertips gently touched Leanalham's shoulder. The girl jumped slightly, but Magiere headed off across the clearing toward Sgaile and Urhkar.

What was she doing? Leesil was about to go after her before she stirred up another conflict.

"You are fortunate to have the right hair and eyes," Leanalham said.

"What?"

"Your hair is light," she said. "And your eyes are amber. You look more like our people than I do, and you are half human. I am… I wish I had hair and eyes like yours."

Her words were sickeningly ironic. Leesil wanted to tell her that in his world, growing up, his hair and eyes cut him off from everyone but his parents.

"There's nothing wrong withwho you are, Leanalham," Wy

"Leanalham," Leesil asked slowly, "how did you come to be here?"

"I wanted to tell you that first night you came to our home, but my grandfather and uncle are always worried."

She watched the fire for a while, and Leesil waited in silence until she spoke.

"My grandmother was not only bond-mate to my true grandfather, the brother of Glea

"My grandmother traveled with Glea

Leanalham paused and did not look at Leesil. "Do you understand?"

"Yes," Wy

"She was badly hurt when Glea

Leanalham's voice broke with a painful breath. Firelight glistened in the tears ru

Leesil understood. Even if Leanalham's grandparents had accepted and shielded their half-blood child, some among their people still wouldn't accept it.

"Grandmother died the night my mother was born," Leanalham went on. "Grandfather was broken inside, as happens among many who are bonded. He left my mother for Glea

"My mother was… not right in her mind. She wept often and seldom left the enclave's dwelling trees. Except at night, when she might sit alone in the forest. It was difficult for Glea

"By the time my mother was of age, Glea

Leesil knew better. Love didn't always last-and sometimes it wasn't enough.

"Not long after," Leanalham continued, "my mother disappeared one night. Some in the southwest say a woman was seen heading for the mountains. She evaded all who approached. Perhaps she found a place among humans."

Leesil waited for more, but Leanalham went silent.

"You grew up alone with Glea

She nodded. "Except for Sgaile, but not until after my mother left… and his last testing to be Anmaglahk. He was then free to see family again and to live where he wished, though most of hiscaste live in Crijheaiche."

Leanalham turned to face Leesil fully.

"Sgaile's grandfather was bond-brother of my grandmother's father, though he calls Glea