It has been at least an hour since Aviel had returned to the library, she couldn't help but laugh when yet another knock came from the door and the endless shouts and protests of her brother sounded through the house. 'He might be in need of a nap,' She supposed to herself, 'but the excitement of uninvited guests might do him some good.'

Sighing after a moment, she supposed it would be impolite to not at least introduce herself to the new guest, she rather enjoyed the unexpected company and she believes Bilbo seemed slightly annoyed with that fact, he thought her to be too easy-going as it were. She easily hops off the chair and walks over to the over-sized bookshelf, cluttered with old books and random pieces of paper with scribbled writing, to put her book away for the night. When she opens the library door to find a hallway full of Dwarves, she opened her mouth a bit in surprise, then giggled into her fist as she leaned on the doorpost, waving quietly back to Ori who had noticed her newly found presence.

"-I lost my way, twice. Wouldn't have found it at all if it weren't for that mark on the door." The new voice states to the wizard who is standing with the door still open, closing it as Bilbo walks up to it in shock, "Mark? There is no mark on that door, it was painted a week ago!"
Gandalf hushing him immediately with a almost smug glance, "There is a mark, I put it there myself."
Aviel muffling a small laugh at the look on her brothers face, making Kili and Fili look towards her in unison with a smile, walking over to her and pulling her to stand with them in the front of the crowd.
"Bilbo Baggins, allow me to introduce the leader of our company, Thorin Oakenshield." The wizard points to the new guest, making the man stand even straighter than he was before, if even possible. Long black hair with minimal streaks of grey and white, revealing a big fur coat as he takes off his dark green cloak.
"Our uncle." Fili whispers in the hobbit girls ear, "King of the Lonely Mountain." Kili whispers into her other, making a small shiver run down her spine as she looks between the brothers, both radiating with the admiration and pride they have for their uncle.
"So, this is the hobbit." Thorin circling Bilbo, "Tell me Mr. Baggins, have you done much fighting?"
"P-pardon me?"
"Axe or sword? What is your weapon of choice?"
Pausing in thought, he gives a small smile, "Well I have some skill in conkers, if you must know..But I fail to see why that's relevant."
"Thought as much." Thorin says smugly, glancing to the crowd behind him. "He looks more like a grocer than a burglar." Walking off as the others laugh, pausing at the sudden voice, "Bow." Making him turn to Aviel with narrowing eyes, "Excuse me?" He walks slowly towards the woman, everyone now looking at the exchange curiously and surprised.

"I use a bow," She points to the bow and quiver full of arrows beside the front door. "And two swords, but I use the bow more."

Everyone looks towards the she-hobbit in surprise, though Thorin smirks at the new fact he had found, looking towards the others behind her. "His woman can fight better than he can." Making everyone laugh heartily once again.
"Though he is very stealthy, and a fast learner." She says to the man; voice still laced with seriousness. "You mentioned him being a burglar, though I've yet to understand your reasoning for him being one, he can very easily become one." She finishes confidently, staring straight into the hard blue eyes of Thorin Oakenshield before walking past him, pausing as they stand shoulder to shoulder. "And I am not his woman, I am his sister." She smirks playfully at him, trying to help him understand she means no offence, before walking out the front door, paying no mind to the many eyes on her back.

Aviel has been standing outside since meeting the royal dwarf. Leaning against the wooden fence in the small front yard of her families hobbit-hole, wrapping herself in the delightful sound of silence as she gets consumed in her thoughts. When hearing light footsteps, she turns to find a certain dark haired, Dwarven prince walking casually in her direction. He leans on the railing just beside her, taking in the quiet scenery of the Shire for a good moment as the gentle wind flows lightly through his hair. "I don't believe we've been formally introduced." He smiles boyishly, glancing at her from the corner of his eye.
"Kili, you know of my name." She smiles fondly, continuing to eye the view of the Shire.
"Ah, I've heard it from a friend, that hardly counts."
"Well then," she sighs in content, turning her body to lean her side on the railing, to face the dwarf. "I am Aviel Took of Bag-end, at your service."
When she bows, He chuckles lightly at the familiar greeting.
"Odd name for a hobbit." He smiles at her curiously.
"Aviel is a Dwarfish name, I know." She smiles at him kindly, "My mother had quite the fascination with your kin, master dwarf-"
"Kili." He quickly interrupts her. Catching what he did after a small moment he looks down at his hands before smiling at her, "Just call me Kili, No 'master dwarf' nonsense."
Nodding she smiles, he could swear the whole area got brighter from just her smile. "It is a pleasure, Kili." She states, once again testing out the name on her tongue. He turns to her from off the railing, grabs her hand gently and lightly brushes his lips across her knuckles. "The pleasures all mine, Aviel Took of Bag-end.." Looking down at his lips lingering on her hand, she blushes and gently pulls her hand away from his own, looking back to the scenery of the gently flowing trees, endless rolling hills and a small pond laying at the bottom of the hill the hobbit house is located.

He looks at her a moment, a smile playing on his lips as he watches the gentle wind toss her hair, her relaxed posture as she leans onto the fence with eyes of wonder and innocence, a slight yearning, possibly for adventure. If only she saw how she looked at this very moment, with the moonlight shining onto her and the endless hills behind her, she'd be breathless, just as he is.

Leaning back onto the fence beside her, the adoring smile never leaving his face as he looks back at the horizon. "You made quite the show back there, no one has ever spoken to uncle so freely before." Confusion only on her features a second; as she realized he meant when she was speaking to Thorin. Blushing she looks down at her hands, "I apologize for that; I was out of line to speak so boldly."

"I wouldn't worry about it Aviel," he looks towards her, an amused smile on his lips. "when you left, he smiled at you. I think he is actually glad that someone is confident enough to speak up to him."

She then beamed up at the Dwarven Prince, glad to know the leader of her new friends wasn't mad at her. "He also told me to give you this." Kili states, handing her an overly large scroll. "Its a contract. He wasn't going to give you one at first, but Gandalf insisted."

Aviel giving the smirking young dwarf a sideways glance, "for what exactly?"

"To join the company; to take back Erebor." At this it was her turn to smile, the greatest Dwarven homeland there was. Her mother use to tell her and Bilbo as a child about her journeys to the Lonely Mountain, that was until the dragon took it over. It pained Aviel, even as a small child, to think about such loss. Losing not only their home, but also family and friends. Shaking the thoughts out of her head she wordlessly grabbed Kili's hand and ran back into the house to the library, grabbed a pen and dipped it into the ink; completely focused on making her signature as neat as possible with her shaking hands.

She looked towards Kili beside her, whom was watching her write her name, with a flashy smile then placed the parchment into his hands. "Signed."

Just as Kili was about to reply, Fili and Dalana came barging in, pausing when they saw Kili and Aviel standing right in front of each other, holding hands. a playful smirk showing on Fili and Dalana's features. Kili and Aviel give confused glances to each other, before Aviel looks down at their still intertwined hands, gasped loudly and quickly pulled away from him. They hadn't let go of each others hands after they got to the library. "Fili, its not what you're thinking." Kili warned, hiding a light blush that dusted his cheeks. He knew full well what was going through his brothers mind as he rolled his eyes. "Uncle wants us to get some rest, we leave at first light." Fili states from the doorway. After they both nod in understanding, Fili gives one last teasing glance and a thumbs up to Kili mouthing 'good choice' before nudging a gawking Dalana beside him, making her jump slightly as she was so focused on wordlessly talking with Aviel. Dalana started by staring at Aviel till she locked eyes with the half-dwarf, then proceeded to move her eyes back and forth from Kili to the she-hobbit. Aviel finally getting what she was saying, waved her head side to side instantly protesting that they were not a couple. Just as Fili and Dalana were leaving, Dalana opened up the door just enough to peek her head in, "Oh yeah, and Aviel, Bilbo would like to speak with you." Nodding she replies, "Of course, pardon me Kili." Side stepping him, he nods to her in understanding as she takes that moment to leave, though feeling his eyes on her back the whole way out of the room, ignoring Dalana as she pokes her side, winks and whispers, "Well done Aviel, he's a charmer."
'I swear Fili and Dalana might be one and the same.'