Recently found this fanfiction and will be updating it slowly.
Disclaimer:
Everything I write about is from Tolkien's legacy and I own nothing of it.
Chapter One
The sun rose early for a spring morning, and it seemed the plants and flowers were happy for the light and warmth.
It was on this morning that Ravena awoke to the sound of faint stomping coming towards the trees. Her senses were even more alert than normal because her brother was away protecting the Prince on his way to Imladris for a counsel, or so it was rumoured. Even though she was slightly envious of all the travelling, fighting was not one of her strong points, not because she had no skill, but because, as a healer, causing harm was not something that particularly appealed to her. Though she thought that she could hold her own…
'I shall find out soon enough' she thought
Ravena lived in a small cave hidden from view by some large dark trees at the edge of Mirkwood, even though it was becoming more dangerous as the darkness was growing in Mordor, and the attacks were becoming more frequent it was also the best place to gather fresh ingredients from the caves and surrounding shrubbery, and normally her brother and other helpers were around. The rumour of war however had meant that everybody was busy with defences and gathering supplies, too busy to help out an elf collect buds and leaves for pastes and bandages.
'I wish my brother was here, he knows how to wield a sword, and he could protect his home' she muttered.
The stomping was getting louder, and with her Elvin senses she could also hear what seemed to be breathlessness and staggering.
With a start Ravenna realised that there was a sound a few metres ahead of a large group of what she suspected were orcs. Whoever it was, had to be injured, or in a state of panic by the sound of the unsteady feet and jagged breaths.
Ravena released her hold of the sword she had been holding unsteadily in her hands and ran out the door silently and quickly.
There she soon saw a human child, a girl, running towards the woods. Ravena ran out to meet her, conscious that she could no longer hear the sounds of heavy feet behind her, but they may have stopped to see what was happening now that the child was near the elvish woods. Ravena regretted this action immediately as the girl stopped running in her direction and giving a scream, darted off sideways. The elf was able to catch up with her with ease, and could see no danger from behind where the girl had come from.
Ravena let go of the girl's shoulder and crouched down to the girl, who had frozen when she realised she couldn't out run her new foe, the elf spoke softly
"Do not fear me little one, I mean no harm"
The girl looked at the elf, and started to sway from side to side, and with realisation, Ravena managed to catch the girl as she collapsed.
Ravena made sure she could see nothing near the cave or the edge of the trees before she entered her cave, wondering silently what had happened to the group that had obviously been chasing after this child. She placed the girl on a chair near to a small fire which was not producing too much heat as it was v new, and placed a blanket on top of the child. She was sure it was still quite cool for humans, even though she felt nothing - the fire was more for the soothing effect it sent out.
The elf watched the girl quietly, surveying her for any injuries, but she could see none, apart from the scratches and scraps that Ravena assumed was from the fleeing. She quietly left, and finding a messenger about a mile into the woods, she sent word for more guards to be placed near her, and told him briefly of the noises and the visitor.
The messenger nodded that he understood, though did not seem to take kindly to the news that an elf had shown kindness to a human, and Ravena returned quickly and soundlessly home to find the child still asleep.