Disclaimer: I own Runya, enough at that. I do not own any of Tolkien's creations, 'nuff said.

A/N: Here is chapter one. I hope you like it. I know it is a little short, but the chapters get longer, don't worry.

Chapter One

I edhil linte huan

The elves swift hound

I growled as I shook my coat out. It had a week since I had joined the elves of Imladris, and every day of it had been one more day without my father, one less day on the hunt.

This morning was no different. I was laying in one of the gardens, hoping to have some peace from the elves incessant banter. There were only four elves that I could stand, and that was the lord himself, his two sons, and their teacher Glorfindel.

I was hoping for some sleeping time in the shade before one of the twins, Elrond's sons, came to badger me into playing a seeking game with them. Yes, they were older, but they loved to play pranks, and to use me was no exception to the rule.

"Runya! Runya!" Elladan's voice entered my ears just as I had closed my eyes. I ignored him, hoping that he would leave me alone and think I was a lost cause for mischief today.

"Runya!" My ears flew forward at that voice. It was deeper than Elladan's, and much huskier as well. This was the voice of Glorfindel, and I always knew that he would make everything serious. I sprung to my feet, barking crazily. I loved Glorfindel, he always took me on hunts and trained with me watching him. "Runya, you silly golden hound, where are you?"

I barked once again before bounding towards his voice. In seconds I had found him, and I playfully lunged at him, licking his face as I sent him to the ground. Elladan came up behind us, and he laughed as I looked up at him, "Ah, my sweet Runya, why is it that you will answer when Glorfindel speaks, but not when I speak?"

I whimpered up at him and then looked down at Glorfindel. I never did speak to them, and I never really wanted to. Glorfindel pushed me off of him, changing the subject, "Runya, we wanted to know if you would like to go hunting with us today? Estel returned late last night, and Elrond did not want me to wake you, silly thing if you ask me." I growled lightly, causing him to smile, "But I didn't nonetheless, and he is very anxious to meet you, my golden haired one."

I shook my coat out, trying to figure out who this Estel could possibly be. He wasn't one of Elrond's children; Glorfindel didn't have any children, so why would I be interested? Elladan smiled, "Estel is like a brother to us, Runya, my father took him in when he was a small child, and has been raising him ever since. He is a Ranger now, you will like him. He loves to hunt and practice. He loves to ride horses, Runya." I jumped off of Glorfindel and barked, waiting to see this wonderful Estel.

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Boy was I in for a surprise as Elrohir, Elrond's other son, introduced me to Estel. But I think it evened out when he found out that I was a hound and not an elf.

"The way you spoke so highly of her, I would have thought her to be a maiden, not a hound!" Estel laughed.

I growled, too angered to think of the consequences of speaking to him. 'The way they spoke of you, Estel, I would have thought you to be an elf, not a mere man!'

Estel went wide eyed, kneeling down in front of me and looking me in the eyes. He placed his hand on my head, and I stopped my growling. His eyes were full of shock and confusion, but he spoke steady nonetheless. "You are a worthy one they spoke of, my dear Runya, and I can see your father named you well. For you are as your name says a flame."

I couldn't believe my ears! He was impressed with me! Not many men had been impressed with me, not many elves either. This man touched my heart like Gil-galad had. I started swishing my tail back and forth, thumping it against Estel's chest. He chuckled, and I yipped, we both knew that a friendship had been established.

He then whispered to me as he leaned closer, "You spoke, my fiery hound, you spoke beautifully!"

I blinked as he pulled away from me, finally remembering my mistake. My eyes went wide in realization, and I quickly retreated from him and the rest. I never wanted to use that gift! The only one I would take to would be Gil-galad and Námo, not to mention father and mother. That was about it, unless the others wished to talk to me.

I ran from them, retreating to the stables, hoping to get as far away from them as I could. How could I face the beings that were the reason for taking me away from my father? How could I even look at them?

As I entered the stables, a stern voice entered my ears. "Runya, you silly one, why are you here and not with Glorfindel?"

I looked up at the lord of Imladris. Now here was an elf that I could trust fully. I had conversed with him twice in my stay. Gil-galad had told me that Elrond, now lord of Imladris, was a vice regent to him in the Last Alliance. He alone was the one I could trust with my life.

I whimpered, knowing that words were not needed with Elrond; he always knew what was wrong with me. He smiled, walking over to me, "My sweet little Runya, you need not be ashamed of why you are here. You need to start talking to the others. They will not dislike you as much them."

'But I love my silence.' I replied, looking up at him. And it was true. I would go into the hall of fire and just lay there while every elf conversed and sang and read. I would lay by the fire and listen to their beautiful music.

It was unknown to every elf except for Glorfindel and Elrond that I slept at the foot of Glorfindel's bed at night, listening to him as he talked to me to lull me to sleep. I don't know why, but Glorfindel could always lull me to sleep if he wanted to, it was just his given talent.

Elrond shook his head, "But you must speak to them soon, Runya, or they shall just think of you as another hound. Some of the elves have even come to me saying that you would be a danger to our land."

I turned away from him, done conversing for the day. He knew it as well as I did, for he just sighed and walked on his way. I had known when I woke up this morning and Glorfindel wasn't in his bed that today was going to be a hard one.

I retreated to one of the gardens, hoping that no elves would walk past me and give me a glare or quicken their pace. It was a known factor that I could be dangerous, I had shown that when Glorfindel had first taken me to the practice courts. Then that gave me an idea. The warriors there loved their training sessions with me.

They all told me that it readied them for an attack from a Warg or a wolf. I had first been offended, but then I knew it was true. We were all the same in a sense.

I quickly headed for the practice courts, hoping Glorfindel would be there training someone. As I passed the hall of fire, I could hear the elves singing and enjoying life, and I wished to join them, but knew that without Glorfindel, the twins, or Elrond, it would be a futile attempt.

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There is chapter one for you. I hope you guys are liking this.