On the road

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I feel to be a giant! Thunder quipped, staring at the small ponies only reaching his shoulder. Barley.

"Your a Pegasus Master Thunder Snow. Indeed you should be taller than a mere pony." Gandalf said

Then suddenly I heard a yell.

"WAIT!!"

Thunder stopped as I reined him around to see Bilbo running toward us.

So the halfling decided to come Thunder snorted and stomped a large gray hoof

"I signed it!" He huffed," Its done!."

He walked over to where Balin was. The ancient dwarf smiled and looked it over.

"It seems everything is in order, welcome Master Baggins to the company of Thorin Oakenshield."

"Get him a pony," Thorin commanded

"There are no more ponies left!" Dwalin said, glancing down at the Hobbit

"Then ride with someone else." Gandalf offered

I spurred my steed into a run and came rushing down the line of dwarves.

"No thank you," Bilbo started."I've done quite enough walking before—AH!"

My hand snatched the back of his coat, throwing him in front of me.

"He will ride with us!" I announced, still holding the reins in my mouth.

"Thank you." He muttered as I spat them out and took ahold of them in my hands again. Thunder snorts at such the light weight.
he wieghs no more than a sack of feathers! he snorts, I laugh quietly.

Bilbo grasps the horn in front of him tightly, a petrified look on his round face.

" Do not be terrified Master Hobbit!" Gandalf calls from ahead, " Miss Emerald will not let you fall, neither will Thunder Snow." he chuckles lightly. Kili and Fili laugh, their eyes shining with merth.

" Don't worry Bilbo, you can trust the both of them, trust us." Kili smiles mischievously, Bilbo turns and glsances back at me uncertiantly.

" Promise you won't let me fall?" he asks me, I smile warmly.

" Never in a million years my dear Hobbit." I answer merrily, he relaxes, though his grip does not, " and neither will my horse." I whisper in his esar, Thunder snow nickers in response, tossing his head. Bilbo relaxes his grip on the saddle horn.

" Hey Mister Gandalf, can't you do something about this deluge?" Dori calls from behind. I look at the old wizard out of the corner of. my eye, smirking knowingly. Before Gandalf speaks I answer the sogy dwarf.

" It is raining, Master Dori, and it will continue to rain until the rain is done!" I laugh, causing Kili and Fili to grin. Gandalf smiles at me before continuing my sentence.

" If you wish to change the weather of the world you should find yourself another wizard." he states proudly.

" Are there any?" Bilbo says curiously,
Of no, I know where this is going. Thunderstorm says, I smile.

" What?"

" Other wizards?"

" There are 5 of us, the greatest of our order is Sauromon the White, then there are the two blueses....I have quite forgotten their names." Gandalf says and seems to pause and think.

" and who's the fifth?"  Bilbo say, I grin at the name of the fifth wizard.

" That would be Radagast the Brown." Gandalf says

" Is he a great wizard or is he more like you." I stare at the back of Bilbos head, astounded that an insult came out a Hobbits mouth.

" I interrupt Gandalf again, " Radagast is an excellent wizard, but he prefers the life of solitude and animals rather than people, towards the east, thank goodness too evil is always looking for a foothold in places now a days." I say in defense of the Greg wizard. Bilbos slightly pointed ears turn red.

The rain lessens its strength, turning into a light drizzle,
Thank the Valar! Thunder snow whinies. I smile and look at the lightening sky.

"We shall camp here for tonight!" Throin yells outside an abandoned and broken down old farm house.....I frown....which had been occupied by a farmer and his fsmioly only a month ago.

"Gandalf....." I trail off, he frowns as well, worry clouding his eyes

"A farmer and his family used to live here." He mused, tapping his staff on the mossy stone.

"It would be wise to move on." Gandalf finished

Very wise indeed. I would not enjoy the feeling of being picked out of a troll's teeth, Thunder paws at the ground

"We could make to Rivendell, we could get food, rest, advice!" Gandalf says hopefully, but his eyes hold a completely different emotion, disbelief.

"Ido not need their advice, its bad enough we have one of them amongst us." Thorin growls and shoves a fist my way. I glare, a growl threatening to come from my lips.

"And I have told you, I am willing to help you, to give you advice, but you are making that increasingly difficult, Thorin Oakenshield." I say in a low voice, Gandalf puts a hand on my shoulder.

"Now is not the time." he mumrus, I nod calming myself and I turn toThorin again, his stance is stubborn and proud, something I absolutely hate in dwarves.

My dragon growls from within, threatening to show, I force her down calming her with quick warming words.

"I am more than wiling to lead you safety to Rivendel, and farther if you wish, I can get you farther than the mountain safety, but I cannot do so if you continuely force danger upon the whole company!" I say calmly, the attention of the whole company is on us now, waiting and watching. Thorin just glares,

Gandalf groans and marches away, muttering about dwarves and their uncanny pride.

"Gandalf? Where are you going?"  Bilbo calls out. I grolw and throw a glare at Thorin who merely orders Bombur to start a fire and get some food ready. I march over to Thundersnow and unsaddle him allowing him to graze on the grass.

Not as tasty as the grass in Rivendell,but it will have to do until we get there.

I smile at his opptomisim, " That's my boy." I whisper.

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