365 A Dilemma

Nydore's expression was easier to read than she had thought; the Gale Snipers could tell what she had decided to do, despite being under the cover of the dark nightscape. They began to falter, unsure of whether or not they should hand their arrows over to her.

"No. I'll create a distraction while you flee with the bow! All you need do is to get close to our village, and Tree Gramps will surely emerge to protect you," The middle-aged Gale Sniper replied immediately.

"But, what about you? What about all of you?" She exclaimed. "Your youngest child was just borne! If I return without you, how will I ever forgive myself?"