Nakoma's p.o.v

I wake as the sun shines through a crack in my teepee fabric. Chatter is heard all around outside.

I don't remember getting back to my teepee...last night I was talking to Aragorn after I...well after the dancing incident.

I yawn, stretching my arms and throwing off my blanket. I head outside, looking to see what's going on. I see Aragorn talking to Nita and tala, and walk to them.

"*why didn't you wake me?*"
I ask curiously.
"*I don't even remember retiring for the night.*"

"*you fell asleep, so i carried you back. And i wanted to let you rest. As you know, this journey will be long and hard. We will all have to push our limits.*" he replies.

In an instant, his serious tone and blank expression is gone. He's back to chatting with the girls about his adventures as a ranger.

"*...surrounded by a whole pack of orcs...there was no running for sure. Legolas had his bow and twin blades, and i, my sword and a dagger. We we're outnumbered two to at least twenty..." I listen as Aragorn tells the twins the story.

I have to admit, I feel a tiny bit of jealousy biting at the corners of my mind as Aragorn tells of his adventures with Legolas. How could I not? It should have been me there with him. Me helping him fight off the orcs. Me, not some stuck up, snobbish elf.

But it wasn't. Aragorn can't just sit around waiting for you, and you can't leave. You have a duty to protect your family and friends. This quest is the only reason you can leave, because if it fails, not only your home, but all of middle earth will perish.

I remind myself.

"*I better start packing my things. I will speak with you two later. And try not to give Estel too much trouble.*" I smile.

I make my way back to my teepee. On the way I stop, seeing Legolas speaking with Merry and Pippin.
I watch them for a while.

I hate that elf.

Everything was great. Aragorn was my best friend--and one of my only real friends-- and now this elf is here trying to take my place.
I purse my lips and set my jaw.

"*your jealous.*" I turn to see my cousin Chenoa smirking at me.

"*I am not! Why in middle earth would I be jealous of an elf?*" I lie.

"*because he's your best friend's new best friend.*" she shrugs.

"*say I was 'jealous'. That would not be why. I've known Aragorn for a lot longer than he has. We've always done everything together.*" I say, more set on convincing myself, than chenoa.

"*Then why do you hate him so much? I know its not because he's hard to look at...*" it took a moment for her words to sink in.

She cannot be serious!

"*are you MAD?! Must I take to the healer to check for head injury?*" I ask. "*Chenoa, he's an ELF!*"

"*Nakoma, have you ever considered maybe not all elves are bad?*" she asked, furrowing her brow. I scoff.

"*never mind it. How could I expect you to understand? They didn't kill-" I stop myself. I shake my head, slowly turning away from her.

"*Nakoma, wait!*" she calls after me, but I speed up, breaking into a run.
Chenoa doesn't follow me. She just stands there looking upset and lost on what to do.

Sitsi' = my daughter.

So sorry for lack of updates lately. I have been busy and sore, because I fell backwards and hit my head and back on the hardwood floor yesterday. I'm fine, just stiff. My siblings are driving me crazy right now, and we're looking for baby names for the latest upcoming sibling. I like grant, my grandma likes ward, coulson, river, Reyes and Skye. The only problem with the last two is that its a boy, so...yeah. Name choices with my family. Mind you, my youngest brother at the moment, is named Bellamy, And his middle name in cade. Well, I'm breaking rules here, dragging the a/n on with my boring personal life, so...Byeeeee!!!