Chapter 4 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~ Disclaimer- No, we don't own LOTR or anyone in it. (We just wish we did). Don't bother suing us cause we got no money! Lisa owns Sitara Amaya and her necklace. And Kellie owns Arlywren Emrys and her Gifts. By the way, Sitara means morning star in Sanskrit and Amaya means night rain. Please read and review; flame if you want, but flames will be sent to Mordor. Enjoy!

A/N- FYI, the setting is after Moria and yes, Gandalf is still alive. This is our story and we will do it our way. Don't like it? Tough! O yeah, the scenery is different, too. Oh, well, on with the story.

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Chapter Four

Traveling until nightfall, Legolas stands up in the boat and looks around.

" Lothlorien is just on the other bank and across the plain, but Sitara needs to rest before going any farther." Legolas looks to the still form at his feet and smiles, acknowledging that she must be exhausted from the journeying so far. Kneeling down so that he is close to her, Legolas places a gentle hand on Sitara's brow and draws a sharp breath. Looking to up, he whispers, "Aragon, she's stricken with fever." Aragon draws the boat close to the shore and banks it, jumping out into freezing water to tie the boat's line to a tree. Reaching back into the hull, Aragon scoops up Sitara's listless body and carries her to shore, the rest of the Fellowship not far behind.

"Boromir, scout out a camp for the night; Frodo, you and Sam unpack the rolls and Merry and Pippin, get firewood. Gimli, hide the boats away from shore. Gandalf, Sir, please help Gimli with the boats. And Legolas!" Aragon looked to the elf, a worried expression on his face. "Help me find chamomile."

Nodding, the group ran off to do their appointed tasks. Aragon laid Sitara down on the first bedroll that was unrolled, and helped her sit up to take a drink of fresh water. Smiling her thanks, Sitara took the cup and drank, not noticing the worried glances passed over her head between the members of the Fellowship.

Wrapping her cloak closer about her, she yawned and curled up on the bedroll, looking into the newly laid fire. Frodo and Sam chewed their dried venison thoughtfully as Gandalf exchanged words with Pippin. Falling asleep to the sound of the water lapping at the shoreline and the crackling of the fire, the Fellowship laid down on the ground and murmured their thanks to Valar for a good days travel.

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Waking up in a cold sweat, Sitara looked over to Gandalf, noticing he was still awake. With his staff across his knees, Gandalf put a finger to his lips, signaling quiet. Nodding, she sat up and looked over the dying fire to see both Legolas and Aragon awake. With a quisitive look in her eyes as to why they all were awake, Sitara Linked to Gandalf. "Orcs?"

Nodding once, Gandalf pointed to Frodo's unsheathed glowing blue blade. Closing her eyes, Sitara breathed in deep and crawled over to the Hobbits, all sleeping nestled together. Shaking the nearest one's shoulder, she whispered an Elven command.

Sighing, Merry just turned over on his side, ignoring Sitara completely. Pippin mumbled something in his Hobbit sleep and snuggled closer to the pillow he was holding.

Making a sound of disgust in her throat, Sitara glanced at Gandalf, sending an angry mental note to him. "How in Valar's name do you wake up a sleepy Hobbit?!" Gandalf smiled and pushed up the sleeves on his wizard gray robe, pushing his way past the alert Ringbearer and his companion. Stopping beside the remaining two sleeping Hobbits, he knelt and gripped Merry's arm tightly. " Merridoc Brandibuck, wake up now, your lazy body is needed!" Gandalf quickly did the same to Pippin, using his deep, menacing voice to awaken and scare the living crap out of them both. [Bean note: ehhe]

Sitara glared at the tall wizard, crossing her arms over her chest as the Hobbits join the rest of the group. Listening to the hushed voices, she crept back to her bedroll as the members of the Fellowship gathered around Gandalf, wondering what their next move will be. No one noticed Sitara holding her necklace in her hands and muttering in Elvish. But everyone turned as a pale blue light engulfed her before fading away, reveling a black panther with a white, necklace shaped line around it's neck. The Fellowship stared, eyes wide and mouths open.

The majestic creature before them was no other than the girl Sitara Amaya, and she smirked, her feline-like mouth opening in a sort of grin, showing her sharp teeth, glinting in the firelight. [Weasel note: bum bum bum!!! ] Standing with a sort of growl, the large cat swished her tail towards the group, slinking off into the forest behind the quaking Hobbits and astonished men/elf/dwarf.

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A/N- Hiya ppl! Hope ur enjoying this so far! BTW-Bean is Kellie's nickname and Weasel is Lisa's nickname. Sorry if we take awhile to upload new chapters, but we hardly get any time to write together and we have agreed not to write alone (Weasel note- cause I suck at writing, I come up w/ the ideas *grins*). Promise to get more soon! (Bean note-'But only if u review *said menacingly*) (Weasel note-Review whore j/k my sister) (Bean note- yeah, sure). Ok then, after that bit on insanity. Cya soon!

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