High elves milled about everywhere as they left Aniphia's home, all of them seeming to be agitated over something, making Keu'deh's nervousness and sense of dread grow.
"Yido..." He spoke rather softly, not wanting to draw attention to himself, though it seemed many of the elves were already watching Yido with interest.
"Don't worry about them..." Yido's ears were low, aware of the eyes following them.
"But..." Keu'deh couldn't stop the fear in his voice and Yido glanced sympathetically over his shoulder.
"They won't hurt you." He hoped, anyway. That was the last thing they needed right now... "Now the scouts say they found him like this..." He trailed off, chewing on his lip.
"Found who?" He stumbled and lurched back a step when Yido stopped suddenly, almost hitting Keu'deh with the staves' ends.
"Him." Yido pointed, making Keu'deh peer around him curiously at the figure Aniphia was holding in her arms. The dark elf coughed weakly and muttered something in Drow, and everything froze for Keu'deh's mind.
"KAHO!!" He bolted around Yido, crying something in Drow and fell before the wounded dark elf. His hood fell forgotten onto his shoulders, evoking a collective gasp from the onlooking high elves, and a worried murmur from Aniphia and Yido.
