A Ninja's Reveng(closed)

"The Brotherhood rewards behavior like that," Ronin said softly, giving her a gentle nod. "You'll do fine here."

Fiona smiled and nodded towards him before turning her head for a coughing fit. It was so bad she had to stop her horse for a moment. "O-one moment please.."

Ronin halted his own horse and looked over at her. "Take some of the medicine Britney gave you," he suggested worriedly.

Fiona sighed and opened the bag before taking some of the medicine. "There, I'm sure i'll be fine." She said with a smile as she moved her horse forward again.

Ronin gave a soft chuckle and moved forward again himself. "I might have to train you to be resilient to the cold," he teased.

"I will be fine." She said with a smile. "So how far away do you think they are ahead of us?" She asked smiling.

"A few days, at least," Ronin answered. "My informant said that they'd left late last night, and at a gallop. They must have caught wind that an Assassin was following them."

Then we should get going shouldn't we?" She asked with a smile. She was more than ready to catch up to them.

"We're going to trail them carefully this time," Ronin said. "Don't want them getting even further ahead of us."

Smiling she nodded and rode quietly, every now and again she would turn her head and cough but it wasn't as bad. "Do you have anything to drink?" She asked as she looked over at him.

Smiling she shook her head. "Its just a small cough. Nothing to worry about." She said with a smile.

Ronin looked over at her for a moment before twisting around and unhitching a canteen filled with fresh water. He tossed it over to her and turned back to the road ahead.

Fiona took a drink before handing it back to him. "Here." She said quietly as she continued to ride beside him.

Ronin took the canteen from her and restrapped it to his saddle before he looked over at her. "What were your parents like?"

Fiona was silent for a long moment before she answered. "I guess Carson was the only one who knew my father then?" She asked with a smile. "My da was a wonderful husband and father. He loved my mother with his whole heart. He taught me how to be an assassin when he was home and sometimes made it into games for me. My mother was a Cherokee Indian... She taught me about the forest and how to craft weapons and find food if I needed it. She even made my father's bow. They were both good people..." She said before looking down sadly. "I wonder if they would be proud of me..." She muttered the last to herself.

Ronin grinned over at her and stayed silent for the remainder of their ride. By nightfall, Ronin had found a good camp and tethered his horse to a tree before he headed off to hunt. He returned not long after with a deer.

Fiona had made a fire and was now resting by a tree. She was tired and looked tired as she sat beside the fire. She looked up when she saw him return with a deer. "A lot of food there. Are we going to be here for a few days?" She asked with a smile.

"There's a rainstorm coming," Ronin answered, plopping down beside the deer and began to clean it. "We'll be stuck here for a few days."

Fiona nodded before turning to cough again. Sighing she took more median before resting agenst the tree again. "Do you need any help?" She asked as she watched him from the tree.

Ronin rose from his job, flicking his hands clean before turning his head toward Fiona and giving the deer a gentle kick in the throat. "Finish cleaning him up, while I get the water boiling," he answered, walking over to the supply bag before bringing out his canteen and a pot to boil the water in. He would make stew tonight.

Nodding Fiona slowly got up and walked over to the deer before she started cleaning the deer. She gutted it and pulled the hide free. "Its all cleaned." She said with a tired smile. "I'm going to go sit by the tree again unless you need help with anything else?" She asked

Ronin waved her off with a hand as he poured the water into the pot, along with the spices he'd picked up. He set the pot onto the grill he'd set up before proceeding to cut the meat from the deer's carcass.

Fiona closed her eyes and soon feel into a light sleep. She was afraid the cough was something a little more serious but she didn't want to worry him.

Soon, the water was boiling and Ronin had just cut up some deer-meat and slid it into the boiling water to cook, stirring it occasionally while his blue gaze turned toward Fiona, a worried light twinkling in their depths.

Fiona smiled as the smell of food hit her. "That smells good." She said as she opened her eyes to look at the cooking pot.