Lord of the Rings to J.R.R. Tolkien.

Naruto belongs to Kishimoto.

The days seemed to blend together from warm to cool for Yoruichi as she missed her friend, but kept those emotions tucked securely away knowing the triviality of wishing for someone no longer there. Yoruichi saw the fellowship look solemn, Frodo revealing a distraught expression from the loss of Gandalf the Israel, similar to the rest of the fellowship in a variety of degrees of severity.

While others held their emotions back much better, being the human called by many names 'Strider or 'Aragorn' and the elvish prince Legolas who only spoke a small degree to reveal how much of an impact the loss was causing him inside, but then that knowledge is only good coming from the source instead of someone else speaking for him.

Yoruichi moved out to walk around the village and scribe about the sceneries that Kisuke would of wanted to record for future visitation and research, but stopped when she heard a noise.

Turning she sees Aragorn approach, a kind and soft smile present underneath the rough appearance he had, "Do you wish to speak of your curious friend?" Watching for a reaction, receiving nothing, "Your friend was quite scholarly, and well in the arts of swordmanship..." Aragorn spoke cautiously of the good points.

Yoruichi knew little of why they spoke of another person during moments where someone was gone, but she remained quiet for a moment before asking, "In Rivendell... Your close to the elvish, kinsman of these elves?" She asks, watching Aragorn give a weary sigh, almost resigning in how it sounded before he spoke.

"I was raised among the elvish. To me, they are my kin." Aragorn seemed to declare with determination on the matter. Aragorn had a look that could only be called forlorn, where he did not wish to speak of it. Yoruichi than lightly patted his back as she left him in the clearing of trees away towards the Mallory and into her room, she took for her stay.

'The lady of these woods is uncomfortable around me... can she see me as a reaper?' Yoruichi pondered, knowing what she heard, but not clear on whether to believe or brush it off as the elves being usually ethereal and spooked easily by some changes.

"How is Yoruichi holding up? She lost a friend in this war to end Sauron." Spoke voices, Yoruichi could hear people say, but felt it necessary to keep moving until her assignment was complete, only when it is complete can she stop and rest herself.

Gathering her items, she found the fellowship in each room and called in a tone she only ever used when in a council meeting among captains or when life or death tasks were at hand, "Let' move to our next destination to destroy this ring." She declares, sending fierce gold eyes towards everyone then turning away to head out of the woods herself.

'Those humans are talking about Kisuke is making this mission difficult to stay neutral.' She thought bitterly, looking over the forest and sinuous branch surroundings she walked in.

Yoruichi made it to the river she felt would be the way, seeing boats readied by it with gear strewn about on the grass almost all to be packed away. 'I hope that these people are wrong about Kisuke and the wizard.' She thought, clenching her fists and turning to the sword she ccaimed as hers.

It looked elvish, because nearly every other eleen realm she ventured to had a sword that looked or seemed like the sword, with small tweaks to make it different of the others. Unlike the human weapons, or the dwarves weapons that she saw wielded so far.

Crisscrossing her legs and setting the sword on her lap, she meditated towards the sword. Trying to regain a sense of peace of calm in a world where it needs to be, with her, not elsewhere at the moment.

She opened her eyes and glanced towards the bushes she heard rustling, until two hobbits came hurrying out and then a few men, to come to the whole fellowship out in the open.

The gondorian seemed to eye Yoruichi with a weary, but worried expression present for a few moments that became lost with longing as he gazed towards the Ring that Frodo held close. Yoruichi watched with her golden eyes, careful to see him act different, from helpful and friendly to almost reclusive and solitary in action as the Ring became more noticeable to him.

She shook her head, just knowing that the Ring would be causing trouble with the humans in the middle earth. It made the possibility of survival limited, but seeing how it gained better survival by slowly eating their logic away seemed like a mental torture that Kisuke's former assistant, and now captain of research and development would enjoy, Mayuri Kurotsuchi.

The group stood before the elvish lady and Lord of the Goldenwood, some of them receiving soft praise for efforts being done, while others were gaining gifts to show goodwill and encouragement. For Frodo a strange teardrop shaped vial that was said by the Lady elf to light the area when no light is present, so like a cave. While Legolas gained a nicely crafted bow.

Yoruichi felt that laughing would humiliate the poor dwarf, if she did when seeing him cherish elf hair strands like they were as precious as the mithril they seemed to search for in mines.

Yoruichi eyed the dwarf for a few moments, but followed the group once the farewells were said and stayed in the boat lead by Aragorn at the stern of the boat, while the others rowed it, guiding the boats they occupied slowly to their destination down river.

"Milady. I do wonder, why you persist on this journey to Mount. Doom?" One of them asks, Yoruichi turned and saw a couple stern fellowship member faces looking to her. She looked forward, "My journey is beyond just the Ring, it is a necessary trek to where I need to be." She answers, but they looked at her with some more curiosity and nervousness on what her goal entails.

The Lady Galadriel seems like someone who can detect spirit and living, if not fend them...

Etherel means inhuman beauty or softness...