Chapter 2

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I don't own LoTR nor Hobbit. Key- elfish talk

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The skin changer was pouring milk into Fili's mug at the table. "SO your the one they call Oakenshield." he said turning his head back and forth from his task and Thorin. 

"Tell me why is Azog the Defiler after you?" he asked turning to him fully. "You know of Azog? How?" 

Beorn told his tale of how his people where the first to live in the mountains before the orcs came down from the north. He also told them of how Azog killed most of his family/ people. It seemed that he loved to torture and hunt skin changers for sport. 

"There are others like you?" BIlbo asked. Even though it was innocent Ithilwen didn't think so. She gently slapped his head. He looked at her wierdly, she leaned down and whispered. "There is only one left." 

"It is fine a halfling is curious since they do not leave the comforts of home often." he calmed her. "You need to reach the mountain before the last days of autumn." 

"Before Durin's Day falls."Gandalf clarified. "Yes" 

"Then you are running out of time." he said. "Which is why we must go through Mirkwood." the wizard explained. At the mention of Mirkwood, Ithilwen choked on her own spit and began to cough. Everyone looked to her, wondering if she was ok. "Gandalf do you know what lies in there?!" she exclaimed. 

"Yes I know what lies in there?" 

"Well let me remind you since you have forgotten that the woodland elves are not like there kin, they are less wise and more dangerous out of all the elves. There king especially!" she yelled. "No matter how much you detest them and there king, he is still your father and that is your home." he answered. Growling she went outside, knowing she couldn't answer him back. "This was your plan all along wasn't it Gandalf?" she seethed betrayal burning her insides. 

She stood outside and watched the ponies prance about. Soon she saw Beorn go to them, she went with. He started to put saddles on them, feeling guilty for yelling, she helped out. "I'm sorry for yelling in your home." she apologized not looking at him. "It is fine the woodland elves are despicable but you are different." he reassured. 

She didn't argue though she warned him not to refer herself to them. Once they were all saddled they them led into the forest the dwarves and her self. She saw Gandalf, talking to Beorn. Thorin called for him.

Once they were done talking, a howl resounded through the forest. They rode for hours with Ithilwen in the back of the procession. She was the first to let her pony go. she walked the rest of the way there yet stood far enough away from the gate. "This forest feels sick as if a disease lies upon it." BIlbo surmised. "Thats because it is sick." she yelled. The dwarves turned to look at her. 

"And how do you know that? Don't tell me you have an alliance with them as well?" there leader asked. "I would never make an alliance with a drunk like him." she seethed. Nori was about to relaease Gandalf's horse when he yelled not to release it. They all made an uproar about him leaving them but the gray wizard turned to the halfling. Where they discussed that Bilbo found something. 

"Well then Erayas will lead you through the woods and out onto the other side." he explained getting on his pony and riding off. "Wait, Gandalf!" she yelled. She kept calling him to come back but he did not listen. 

Growling she turned to look at her once home. 'That wizard this was is plan all along I just know it.'  she raged. Sighing she led the dwarves into the forest. 

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