143-Dark Paths
"This is a never-ending tunnel!" Ghwynmyr complained as he sat at a protruding stone in the ground. He took out his gourd and sipped the little water he had left. He passed his gourd over to Urfaal who sat on the ground staring blankly at the shining light rune Orphella held in her right hand.
"Lad, 'ere yah go…" He touched the gourd on the beastman's face who have not heard him. "Oi!" He shook the gourd in front of Urfaal's face but there was no response.
He looked at the same direction where the beastman's eyes seemed to fell and realized it was on Orphella. It's not like Ghwynmyr hadn't notice how close the beastman was to Orphella, they were comrades, of course! But he never had thought that the beastman might've developed some feelings for the timid elf.
Ghwynmyr squinted his eyes and flicked the beastman's ears so hard, Urfaal jolted.