The Thief and the Rabbit

Ch 1: Honor among Thieves

It had been two day since Raven Branwen had came to our camp and since then you had spent all your time in your tent thinking up a way of dealing with her. However the thought of what she could possibly be Afraid of also lingered in your mind, for her to want to unite the other tribes under her command must mean the this person or thing poses a major threat.

Aline: (entering your tent) Y/n are you still in here?

You: Aline, yeah I've been thinking about a way to deal with our current issue.

Aline: (Sighs) I figured as much.

You looked around behind her expecting Clive to come rushing in behind her but it was quiet.

You: Where's Clive?

Aline: (Taking a seat next to you) Dunno, last I heard he took some of the others out to hunt a few hours ago, he should be back soon.

You: Oh ok then.

Aline: So what's your elaborate plan on dealing with those Branwens?

You let out a big sigh and pinched the bridge of your nose.

You: For now nothing, there's too much I don't know to come up with anything sensible, we can't fight because we still don't know what her secret weapon is and moving camp is going to be difficult with the threat of the grimm.

Aline: So in other words....we're fucked?

You: (dry laugh) Yeah pretty much.

Aline: (yawns) I'm sure you'll figure it out.

Aline then lies back and lays her head down on your lap, normally the people of the tribe treated you as someone special, even Clive often showered you with praise and adoration despite having known each other for a long time but Aline was one of the only people here that besides father actually treated you like a normal person, sometimes you wished you could just leave all this behind but the people here need you. You playfully flicked her forehead much to her annoyance when one of the lookouts comes barging in.

Lookout: Young Master! Sorry to intrude but there's an emergency.

You and Aline both get to your feet quickly.

You: What's wrong?

Lookout: You should come look.

You and Aline followed the guard out to the Center of the camp where one of the younger boys named Jean that had apparently went out with Clive to hunt was sitting there slightly injured and really out of breath. You call for someone to give him some water before you questioned him.

You: Now tell us what happened.

Jean: I-it's Clive he's been captured by a group of huntsmen.

You: (eyes widened) What?

Aline: How did it happen?

Jean: He wanted to help you deal with the Branwen problem so he took us out on a raid on a Schnee shipment for more weapons and dust but before we even got close there were a group of Huntsmen laying in wait for us, Clive and the other fought them off so I could escape.

Aline: You idiots, you should know that you never try to pull something like this so close after our last raid.

Jean: He said it was for Master Y/n's and the tribe's sake, please you got to help them.

You: (calmly) How many Huntsmen were there?

Jean: About 4 maybe 5, I ran as soon as they told me-