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Here folks, I thought of something else I wanted Qatar to do… sorry for posting so much.

Qatar

He watched Acyn hurry away, glancing in the direction he went. There was a man whom Qatar hadn’t seen before. He looked exhausted and his clothes were covered with dried blood. Some of it was green, so obviously not all his own. Next to him limped a girl, one arm draped around the man’s neck, the other hanging at her side, twice the size it should be. She was covered in blood, too…more of it was her own, though. They looked so much alike that even though the girl’s eyes were glazed and her face flushed with fever, he could tell instantly that they were siblings.

A short, dark girl–almost as short as Quin–was on the other side of the girl. she was doing alright, but the man needed rest, and he needed it soon, though judging by his face, he’d never have admitted it.  Qatar glanced at Quin. that other man Quin evidently had quarreled with was helping him.

In three long strides Qatar stood next to the wounded man. Without introducing himself he took the girl’s hand and slid it off the man’s shoulder. he could feel the girl’s sides next to his, warm and heaving with her fever. , but her fingers were cold as ice.

The man fixed him with a death-stare, but all Qatar said was. “I won’t break her.”