Bradyn marched on until he reached the land they would most likely go to war over. When he reached this, he slowed, looking around. He couldn't afford to get shot here or in elf territory. His mother needed him. Bradyn didn't bother being cautious until he reached the great river that divided this bounteous land in half. He tried to determine the current's strength without jumping straight in. After a minute, he started to wade into the river. He didn't have time just to stand around. So far, so good.

He swam through the deeper part of the river without much trouble. He was shivering and sopping wet on the other side of the bank. Bradyn pressed on, heading right into the elven territory.

Artemis finished brewing his tea in the kitchen. He hums a tone he can't seem to remember softly as he pours the tea in a proper cup. He gets three sugar cubes and place them in the tea and stirs. Once the tea was stir he picks the cup up by the handle and head towards to his book room to grab the book he was currently read.

Once he grabbed his book he went outside his house and sit on the porch. The porch has a small outside table and a chair. He sips from the tea from timeto time as he reads.

Bradyn was careful as he crossed elf territory. He knew the stakes. He wasn't exactly sure where this 'legendary' elf lived, making it a little harder to sneak through the territory. It was difficult to sneak through territory you didn't know.

At any rate, he was going to find this elf, and he was going to save this mother. He was pondering how to go about finding the elf he needed. Sometimes, they all looked the same.

He kept on the trek, watching for anyone who looked unprepared for war. That way, he wouldn't get killed. Probably.

Artemis hums slightly as he got to a good part of the book when he sneezed again. He sighs again and wonders whom could be talking or thinking about him.

He closed the book he was reading and looks around the area. Nothing was out of the norm. Artemis ponders to himself if he should go hunting for herbs and game for the week.

On one hand he gets food and enjoys the forest more. But on the other hand he might encounter another elf or people. And honestly he doesn't really want to deal with childern and elves trying to tell him to live in one of the cities. He loves his peaceful and quiet lifestyle, thank you very much.

He sighs and got up from his chair and went inside. He comes out with his bow and a quiver of arrows swunged around his shoulder. He went out into the forest to hunt.

Bradyn kept on keeping on, walking through the thick forest. Maybe this elf lived in the biggest city here? If he were truly so helpful, surely people would want him around, right? It didn't make sense for him to live way out here. As he kept walking, he kept an eye out for watch guards or something, elves that guarded the border. Surely there had to be a whole hoard of them out here. So many people could sneak through this place unseen otherwise.

Because it was a thick forest, he made sure to tread lightly, watching for brittle branches and leaves on the ground. However, his desperation made him more careless than he would've been in other situations.

Artemis keeps walking through the forest. He was on guard since hunting can be dangerous. He knows that to some animals he is the prey, although they rarely attack unless provoked. He hears some rustling in bush. He slowly and quietly grabs an arrow. He place the arrow on the bow and draws it slowly. He pinpoints the sound and release the bow string and the arrow flies toward the bush.

A rabbit hops out of the bush with the arrow in it's hind leg. Artemis quickly fire another arrow at the rabbit and it was in the neck. The rabbit dies quickly. Artemis pulls out the arrows and grabs the dead rabbit by its ears.

Satisfied with the game he starts to walk back to his home.

Bradyn happened to hear the whistle of arrows, quickly ducking for cover. Once he realized they weren't being fired at him, there didn't sound like there were any more arrows. He wondered what was going on and tried to track where the arrows had come from. It was difficult since there were no additional arrows being fired.

He prayed his ears weren't deceiving him as he stepped in the direction that he thought he had heard the arrows coming from.

Artemis continues to walk back to his home. He did look at the peaceful forest in content. No pecky children to bother him or elves tell him to live with the rest. Yes it has been lonely being alone throughout years but it does give him time to do things he enjoys and discover new thing to do.

He starts to hum softly as he walks. After a few turns and picking a few blueberries to munch on he arrived home.

Eventually, Bradyn hears a soft sound, almost too soft to hear. He follows it, as it clearly wasn't the sound of an animal. He kept checking around him, still paranoid about being tracked and things like being shot in the heart from behind by an arrow. The latter part was mostly because he had heard arrows firing not too long ago. Not only that, but this could be a trap. He wouldn't put much past elves.

Artemis went inside his home and into the kitchen. He set the rabbit on the counter and grabs his Butcher and skining knife. He begans the process for the dead rabbit. After he was done he had all the meat and things from the rabbit separate and in proper places.

He decided that rabbit stew will be for tonight's dinner.