A little later Rose and her James went out to explore where the horn had come from. Rose was told to keep low just in case anyone tried to shoot her. But her main worry was her James. She loved him and he loved her back. But they soon across a village. They kept their distance away from it and no one could see them.
"I wonder if this is where that horn came from," said James.
"Probably," replied Rose. "It wouldn't really surprise me."
"Should we go back to the others?"
"No let's watch a little." They watched and there was a festival in village. But neither of them knew what one was. "What's going on?"
"I'm not sure."
The reason why neither of them knew was because Giant's didn't have festivals and James had been living in the woods for so long he had fogotten what a festival was. It was a little sad.
"I wonder what exactly it's all about," said James.
"I think it's some kind of celebration," replied Rose. She then felt a sting in her hand. She lifted it up and took a look. She saw that there was an arrow in it and there was some blood coming out of her wound.