Arwen walked, slowly turning around a large, sturdy oak tree and her body tensed noticing that the castle of Rivendell was still not in her view. She sighed leaning against the rough tree, rubbing her head with one of her nicely gloved hands. The idea of going for a walk had seemed so nice at the time. The sun shifted and went through the trees hitting arwen in the eyes and catching her attention. The sun was low with promise of fading to night within the next hour. She shivered, fear spinning through her body at the prospect of not returning to Rivendell within the night. She continued to walk slowly, her dark, mahogany hair flowing behind her and her summer dress that she wore in warm weather clinging to her now cold and slightly damp skin. Her sensitive hears picked up no sound except the slight snapping of twigs that crunched under her feet. "I'd better make camp for my self while the sun is still up, there is a very little chance I will be returning to Rivendell tonight." she whispered quietly, her voic barley audible.