They arranged Boromir's body in one of their boats. He had left his shield at the camp so they positioned it at his head. Legolas had carefully removed the three arrows and they had put his best tunic on him, to hide his wounds. Gimli had brought Boromir's sword back and they made him hold it. Boromir looked like he was sleeping as they pushed his funeral boat into the lake. The currents slowly took the boat towards the falls. Kendra and Gimli stood there and watched the boat as it slowly tipped up and went over. A second companion had disappeared from the Fellowship.
Kendra turned in time to watch Legolas pushing their last boat into the water. The third boat was on the other side of the lake, empty of any bodies. The two bodies, Frodo and Sam, were already disappearing into the woods.
"You mean not to follow them?" Legolas asked, a little confused about Aragorn's reaction.
"Frodo's fate is no longer in our hands."
"Then we have failed. The Fellowship has failed," Gimli said, walking towards Aragorn.
"Not if we stay true to each other. I will not abandon Merry and Pippin to torment and death."
Kendra looked back at the three. Since she was officially not a part of the Fellowship, she could go after Frodo and Sam. Or, she could go after Merry and Pippin with Aragorn and the rest. One final choice would be to go forwards to Minas Tirith, Boromir's home, to relay the news of his death to his brother, Faramir. She couldn't go back to Lothlorien, no matter how much she wanted to now.
"Kendra," she heard Aragorn ask.
"Yes, Aragorn?"
"Will you come with us? It is your decision, you don't have to come with us."
"I will come. I don't really know where else to go."
"Good, lass. I was afraid we might have to forcefully drag you with us."
"Like you could drag me, Master Dwarf."
"Let's go hunt some Orc," Aragorn said, breaking up the conversation.
He took off into the woods, swiftly followed by Kendra. She soon heard the footsteps of Gimli and was soon passed by Legolas. This was going to be an interesting hunt.