Okay, I only got one review for my third chapter and that was kind of depressing, but thank you one thousand times over to Chicky Poo for being a constant reviewer. Also, I know I haven't updated for a while, but I've been on vacation. Now, the fourth chapter arrives!

Tunidel the Shiri'tel

Legolas jumped onto Tunidel's back, not wanting to waste time with the saddle or reins. Though his parents didn't know it, he had a gift with horses, just like Tári had a gift with trees. He could talk to them mind to mind. If he internally told the horse to go left, it would go left. He could not do it with any other animal, he figured that playing with his toy horses when he was a baby had awoken the horse spirit inside of himself.

Come on Tunidel. I need you to get us to Rivendell as soon as you can. Within the day, if at all possible, thought Legolas.

Tunidel replied, Yes. I will do my best. He leapt over puddles throughout Legolas' home and reached the edge of the Elven dwelling. Continue, right? he asked, pawing the ground with his front left hoof.

Yes. To Elrond. Then, while I talk to him, you can frolic in the waterfall or an adjacent field, or something, said Legolas.

Tundiel did not reply in words, but Legolas could have felt his glee a mile away. Tunidel ran all the harder, for he really loved waterfalls. Watching him play in a waterfall was like watching Legolas receive a new bow.

They rode on for several more hours before Tunidel had to stop for water. You're such a great horse Tunidel, said Legolas.

Horse! Horse? I am no horse. I am a Shiri'tel. One of the spirit mares of the old ages. And my name, though I have many, was never Tunidel until you named me. Though it is rather fitting for me. Emmm, yes, Tunidel will do for now. But never, never again will you call me a horse. You must remember that. Tunidel whinnied as Legolas stared at him.

Well now I've gone crazy. I have a horse – No, a Shiri'tel who is not named Tunidel but wishes to be called Tunidel. He is a spirit mare of the old ages, yet he is still alive. How does all of this fit together? Legolas thought, though not speaking to Tunidel, who was looking at him with interest. Legolas had a feeling that Tunidel had more secrets locked away, keeping important information from Legolas.

What else should I know about you? Legolas asked the spirit mare.

None. I have told you all that you need to know about me. You need no more information until the right time is at hand, said the mare.

That isn't true! Legolas said, trying to conceal his rage, but failing dismally.I need to know where you've come from, and what other people you can talk to. Why are you still alive if you are from thousands of years ago? Are you going to help me fight to win back Aragorn and Tári? Suddenly, as Legolas was shouting mental questions, all of the noise he had been creating internally came right back at him, giving him a whopper headache. Tunidel had shut his mind against Legolas.

Come now. We must go see Elrond, said Tunidel calmly, releasing his shields when he found that Legolas had too much of a headache to talk at all.

Legolas nodded, and Tunidel took off once more, towards Rivendell.

Okay. I've finished my fourth chapter. As usual, all reviews are extremely helpful and comments/questions are welcome. Thanks for reading. Love muchly, Megan