The little fawn leaped when he saw the girl. He LOVED being pet by elves or humans. Just not dwarves, they stink. This was a girl too. He especially loved those. The little fawn turned toward his mother. According to mom, some of the elves were evil and could kill you in a flash. Therefore, he always had to ask mama for permission to touch one. The doe bent down and nudged his flank with her nose, encouraging him to go up to the female elf. She hadn't noticed them yet. Instantly, he jumped out of the bushes he had been grazing from. The she~elf jumped in surprise and settled back down as she realized it was just a baby deer.

She smiled kindly at him. He liked that. She was pretty. He bounded over to her and stretched his head up. The girl looked uncertain if she should touch him or not. Hesitantly, she reached her hand out to touch him. As soon as the first finger had touched him, he felt like someone was choking him.

He saw the female's eyes go wide as a black smoke burst open the skin from his chest, and the blood that has spilled from him burned the ground and dried away instantly. The fawn saw his mother leap over to him, just to be tuned to ash and sink to the ground.

The smell coming from him was like rotten chicken mixed with poop. The bones instantly withered away and he fell the the ground. In a matter of 10 seconds, the deer family was in ashes.

Aregon watched in horror as the cutest little fawn he had ever saw withered to the ground and left little more than a pile of ash. Anger surged through him as he glared at the girl. Her hair was long and blonde. On the right side, she had a black streak through it. She wore clothes that a female ranger would've worn; armor underneath, though it only covered her sensitive parts, a woven green tunic, and a brown and nasty colored green cape. Like him, she wore a tight cloth over her mouth. He had no idea why Rangers wore them, but they did. She was wearing golden earrings, that had multiple chains to it, and they went up to attach to the top of her ear. They were also woven into her hair.

He stared in awe for a second, shaped back to reality and anger surged throughout his veins once more. For a second, he thought his hand had slipped from the branch he was holding to. He dismissed it as worries, until the teenaged girl's head snapped up and saw him.

He had no time to process what was going on until she reached the talan and was her fist was three inches away from Aregon's face. The ranger instinctively caught it with ease as her right foot make a arc from the ground and whistled past his head as he darted it. Aregon was reluctant to hurt any type of lady, but she was trying to kill him.

The girl was caught in disbelief as he punched her in the face. He could hear the amount of strength behind it and realized that she would have a deep bruise in the side of her head for quite some time. Maybe hours of working out had payed off after all these years. He thought. As the ranger dressed teen staggered back and touched her numb face, she realized that the ranger had just been offered three seconds to withdraw his draggers. She fumbled to bring out her bow and set an arrow onto it, but it was too late. He had already kicked her down off the tall tree and she fell to the ground with a loud thud.

Aregon desired to let the evil that his ancestors had witnessed come out of him, but he knew better. Sighing with relief that he didn't have to kill the young lady, he turned around; only to ram into a branch and fall down the tree. He landed basically face first on her.

He felt the teen wheeze as the air she had tried to breath in, instantly coughed out. Despite the awkward position on top of her, he noticed that this was a good opportunity to pin her down; which she basically was already. Aregon fumbled around in his sheepskin jacket and found two yards of twine that somehow fit in a pocket. He grabbed her hands and tied them together quickly. Her eyes flew open and she began to understand the situation she was going to be put in.

He leaned down to her face, as she studied him. She noted that he was very attractive. :)

"Who are you?" He asked in his deep and hansom voice. As he studied her face, he didn't even need to know her answer.

"I am Mara," she said, trying to sound confident. "princess and daughter of Sauron."