(So if you'd kindly write another post?)
"Hunt then!" she sighed impatiently. "Go off with your mangy pony and find some supper."
Anthony grimaced. "Please calm, miss. I'll set things right. There's no need to shout." He drew his bow and readied an arrow, clicking his tongue so his horse would follow him.
Thea watched him carefully. So he knew how to hold a bow properly. Big deal.
Anthony sighed and started off, nearly soundless as his eyes scanned for any sign of something he could shoot for her. He got lucky, quite simply. A deer startled and ran across the path a few yards away. He let the arrow fly, and it hit, but it didn't kill. Another arrow was shot and hit the deer. It still ran, but Anthony quickly swung up on his horse, going after it. Sure enough, that second shot was enough. The deer fell, and it stayed down.
Thea looked on with a mixture of shock and horror. She hated being wrong. "Fine. Thanks. Now give me the deer and go away."
Anthony shook his head, picking up the young buck. "It's only fair I carry it for you, m'lady." He told her.
She rolled her eyes. "I can carry it myself. I'm not a weakling."
"I didn't call you weak." Anthony said calmly. "But you spent up energy hunting and carrying your kill. I trampled it. It's only fair I use my own energy to carry this for you."
"Fine then. Go ahea, sir..." she said, bowing jokingly.
Anthony just shook his head. "Lead the way."
(I know what you meant. I already replied.)
Thea led him to a small clearing, concealed by a huge cluster of trees. Satisfied that the stranger would be on his way, she sat on a rock. Then her face froze. "W-wait... You're not one of my brother's men, are you?" A panicked expression enetered her eyes.
"What?" Anthony quirked a brow. "I'm sorry, but I don't even know any elves. You're the first I've even spoken to."
"You're lying..." she said angrily. "You're a spy!"
He put the deer down and held up his hands. "Miss I assure you, I don't know what you're talking about! I was just passing through!"
Thea walked up and looked him straight in the eyes. "How can I trust you?" she snarled.
"I'm not trying to earn your trust." Anthony mumbled. "I'm trying to correct my mistake so that I may leave you with a clear conscience."
"And I'm trying to find out if you're a liar. I don't like liars. So let's make a deal. You leave me alone, now, and I wont shoot you."