#kill some rams

[ellstersmash]

Athi + solas, three sentence, map

"I don't need a fucking map!" she insists, and stomps away through the brush.

With a weary sigh, Solas carefully folds the offending map up and tucks it into his pack. Then he follows the leader he never elected in the direction opposite that of Redcliffe.

The Game: Send me a pairing + a prompt for a 3-sentence fic!