-your POV-

We were walking along the walls of Moria.

I walked next to Legolas most of the time. Sometimes I talked to Boromir and Aragorn. The little Hobbits talked more than the others so we quickly became better friends.

Soon we came to a door. Moon door. Only me and the others in the company who could read elvish understood it.
"What does that say?" I heard Pippin say.
"That one, my master hobbit says you should be able to talk the password you'd be given if you were a friend," Gandalf says.

Then he tries to open the door with a spell. Nothing happens. I sigh but do not butt in. It will only irritate him. I sit down on a rock not far from the door.

"Annon Edhellen edro hi ammen! (Gate of the Elves open now for me!)" I hear him try again. That's when Pippin pop in.
"It's not workin'" ah young pippin... you shouldn't irritate a wizard.

"Let me try," I say as I stand up and walk over to the door. Soon as I lay my hand on it, the big stone doors rumble and open. The fellowship stares at me in awe, even Gandalf.

"What? I was here once. The dwarves let me enter without a password. Don't ask me why." I said as an answer to their questions. We then walked inside.

Soon I felt the smell of corpses filling my nostrils. I almost gagged but contained myself.
"This is no mine. This is a tomb" well-done master obvious 🙄. I growl as I feel the ground rumbling.

"Everyone stay. Frodo comes inside, he's coming" I ran out to Frodo but I was too late. The watcher already had wrapped one of his long tentacles around Frodo's thin waist.

"Leave him, water creature" I hissed. Fire glowing in my other so icy blue eyes. The watcher lowered Frodo slightly before letting him go. I caught him before he hit the ground. Soon the watcher crept back into the water and I made my way over to the others inside the mine.

"He will not come back for a while but he said that we can not stay here. We must wander the darkness of Moria." I said as I came over and sat Frodo down on the stone ground.

"How come you can talk with animals, miss Sevegila?" I heard pippin ask me as we walked into the darkness of Moria. I chuckled and laid a hand on his shoulder.
"That, my dear pip is a long story. I will tell you some other time, ok?" I saw that he was a little disappointed but nodded anyway.

I walked over to Aragorn, smiling as I approached him.
"Hey lord Aragorn. So, I've noticed that I don't know so much about you as well as I should. Mind teaching me something?" I could sense his blush but dint care.

"I.. guess. It's long many years since someone wanted to know about me, and not my ppl or heir." I smiled at this. I didn't care about his heir. I wanted to know the real Aragorn, not the king that he would be.

Then I felt it. The jealousy flowing through my elven friend. I shook my head slightly so the other wouldn't notice.
"What do you want to know then?" Aragorn broke me out of my thoughts. I smiled at him and said.

"Whatever is comfortable for you to tell me. I will not force you to tell something you dint want to." I said. Aragorn smiled to answer and soon he started telling me about him. I listened closely, well as close as I could while we walked farther into the dark halls of Moria.

Soon we came to a place where the stone carven pillars rose high and a chamber was light lighting in something of stone. Gimli ran to it.

"Gimili!" Gandalf cried and we ran after him into the room. There I saw it. The grave of Balin, my old friend. I felt tears burning in my eyes but I held them back.

"Don't blame yourself for his death. I'm sure he won't want to see you sad." I said as I came beside him, laying a hand on his shoulder.

"You're right, lassie. Thank you" he said as he stood up. Then I could hear it. The sound of drums in the deep. Orcs.

"Stay close to Gandalf and Sevigalia," Aragorn said as he and Legolas helped Boromir bandaging the wooden door. I growled and felt that I shifted. If what I shifted to, I did not have the time to get.

I pounced on the orcs and bit them in their throat, killing them.

I did this a good while before I felt a rumble. I looked over to see the cave troll that had bested in before was lying dead on the floor. I heard sam's voice calling out to Frodo who was slumped in a lifeless ball.

I ran immediately over to him. When I came, I could hear him wake up and say.
"I'm ok. I'm alive." I smiled. Soon I felt I was shifted back to my elven form. 

"Mithril" I hear Gimli mumble. I smiled, glad that my friend had survived.

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A/n: I am sorry that this was short. I wasn't in a writer's mood but just wanted to write something so yeah. I think it's good for nothing. I hope you're gonna enjoy reading it along with the other chapter

-saph 💙