The night air was fresh, filled with the smells of supper being made, and the small lights from windows could be seen. Though these were not just lights from just any windows. They came from holes in the ground known as hobbit holes. These were not stinky dirty filled with worms holes. They were well furnished and big enough for plenty of hobbit children and such to live in.
Hobbits were merry folk and were very light on their feet they were,able to go unseen even though it is said that a fat hobbit is a good hobbit. One of these hobbit holes held a hobbit of which, whom would live every day the same until the day Gandalf the Gray came along with thirteen dwarves. One Thorin Oakenshield the king under the mountain, followed by his nephews the eldest and heir to the throne Fili, the youngest by five years Kili. The rest were Dwalin, Dori, Nori, Ori, Oin, Gloin, Bifur,Bofur,and Bombur. Though one companion of this company was also strange enough as it is was their 16th companion .
A cloaked figure walked silently on the trails in the shire. Past many hobbit holes such as those of the proud feet and the Gamgees ,up the hill to that of Bag End. Pausing outside the home, the sounds of laughter and such made the figure falter. A slender hand opened the gate slowly and they paused turning slowly ,keeping it open as a male with a black beard and long black hair peppered with white, some strands completely white. He was smaller than the figure,though taller than a hoobit.
This was Thorin Oakenshield, his blue eyes raised meeting silver beneath the hood. "Your late as I am...you were not waiting for me were you?" A soft chuckle came from beneath the hood."Would it be a crime to say yes, Thorin. It's not as if the others know of me nor would the welcome me without you here." A woman's voice came from beneath the hood, a musical note with slight amusement.
The dwarf king shook his head," I believe Gandalf would as you know him,and it was he to convince me to even speak with you. " Nodding the woman walked towards the door behind Thorin, as he knocked on the door. The door opened revealing a elderly man with a gray beard and hair, and a gray robe,stooping to open the door. " I feared you had been spotted or worse." Came the voice of Gandalf the Gray allowing the two in followed in.
The woman's face was hidden by the shadow of her hood. Making her way past the two, she stooped, like Gandalf. She walked past the pantry and paused stepping back, looking into the empty pantry. A slight chuckle came from her as she turned she bumped into someone. Reaching out she steadied the small being, as small as a child she note,the realization of whom she was holding steady came to her.
"You must be Mr. Baggins." She said to the seemingly flustered hobbit. The hobbit looked up at her and stuttered slightly "M-my apologies miss but as you can see if you are here for something to eat I do not have anything to give you. " The female shook her head and a light chuckle came from her ," Oh no I am not hungry thank you though,but I was looking to relax perhaps in a quiet room."The gentle - hobbit shook his head sadly "As of now even I cannot get peace in my own home...ah would you like me to take your cloak?" Shaking her head she placed a finger to wear her lips were" No for it would ruin the mystery now wouldn't it." Turning from the hobbit she made her way to the sitting room and stood behind Gandalf, gaining the attention of the dwarves.
"Who's that?" Oin asked his voice raised slightly in suspicion. Gandalf opened his mouth and spoke before Thorin could speak,"This is a friend of mine who can help if Something should happen to me, she is a Ranger from the north. "
The woman and Thorin looked at Gandalf before nodding slightly."I have met few rangers, they have said in good faith that their Blizzard was a good person. " The woman cursed softly and swore earning a chuckle from Gandalf, "Seems striders Nickname for you has spread." The female smacked the old man on his shoulder and turned on her heal."It was one time!"
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Thy Heart Is Home ((The hobbit fanfiction ))
Fantasythe hobbit fanfiction She had lost all . He was beginning to gain his. She sees what they have lost He sees that she is lost She wants them to be safe He wants her. Silver is her name. A female from the north friend of Gandalf the Gray...