So here are the results of the voting

Dragon-0

Wolf-4

Owl-1

So a wolf it is, his name is Demos, and he has been gathering information during the previous three chapters, yes Arindil can understand him. Most of the time you will only be able to hear Arindil's side of the conversation with him. So now I would like to thank all my Followers, Reviewers, and Favoriters, this story is only possible through your support. I am sorry that this chapter is shorter than the others, it was more of a transition, and i have not really had the time to write.

Normal- Common

Italics- Elvish

Bold Italics- Dwarvish

Bold- Black Speech

For today I will allow Gandalf to do the Disclaimer, although *checks Watch* he appears to be running late

Gandalf: A wizard is never late Mr. Griffondor, nor is he early-

Me: actually you are late I said to be here ten minute ago, I almost had to do the disclaimer myself.

Gandalf: Now now young writer, you don't want to see me cross

Me: Now now Gandalf you might have a staff and a sword, but i have the almighty pen, to which I can use to write a story about you dressing in drag and doing the hula, or some other embarrassing dance, now I don't wish to do that but…

Gandalf: Nuincalion Griffondor does not own anything Tolkien or of middle earth, only his OC, I hope you happy.

Me: thank you, now on with the story

I meet with Aragorn as he heads to the forges with the shards of Narsil, "I am heading out today, I am going to meet with Halbarad at Hoarwell, and tell him of our mission."

"Yes, and tell him that he is in charge, when is your meeting taking place?"

"I will be back in a fortnight, if I am not back before then, start without me, I will catch up."

"Ok, then I will see you when you return then."

I leave Aragorn and walk towards the stables, walking past elves and dwarves alike, the former shooting withering glares are me, the latter ignoring me, except for one, Gimli stopped me.

"He there lassy, I have a question for ya." He says and I stop and look at him then with a small smile said, "If you would prefer it we could speak in your own tongue."

"Aye, that would be fine."

"Well, Gimli son of Gloin, ask away."

"Why does it seem like you are shunned by your own kind?"

"Because I am, they do not trust me, this is for reasons that I will not disclose, but, I assure you that I have nothing but good intentions towards you, and the company, now I must be off." I say nodding my head and walking off. I reach that stables and find one of the many people I do not want to speak to right now.

"What are you doing here, My lord." I say to Elrond formally.

"Arindil, we both know that you are angry and you have every right to-" He starts, but I cut him off, walking past him and start saddling up a horse.

"You are damn well right I am angry at you, you kept something from me for almost three thousand years that you had no right to do so. If I had known that I was his daughter, well I would have known why the other elves seemed to hate me so, in doing this you have not only broken my trust to you, but you have lost the right to be called father by me as well, because family doesn't keep secrets like this." I say as I finish saddling the horse, and mount it, i look at his face and I see tears in his eyes, my words have hit him hard.

"Well, it serves him right, I should have know about it, and he lied to me for years of my life," I think to myself as I ride off fuming as I head for Hoarwell.

I don't make camp that night nor the next, the only breaks I take are to water my horse. On one of these breaks on the third day out, I hear movement in the underbrush and I stiffen, and move my hand to my blade. Something tackles me from behind, knocking me down, the horse rears, I spin around and all I see are a pair of midnight blue eyes and a large amount black of Black fur.

"Demos, you scared me half to death, you can't just sneak up on me like that." I say laughing

Demos then yips at me.

"I know it has been a little while, but that is not my fault," I say as I go to calm the horse.

Demos yips then growls at me.

"I know there were black riders about, we had to deal with all nine of them at once, we were being chased by them for a fortnight, and we were traveling guarding the ring for a while before that, but now is not the time for that, I am traveling to Hoarwell to meet with Halbarad, you are welcome to join me so I can tell you everything." I say as I mount my horse.

For the rest of that afternoon I tell him what happened, he is very protective of me, so when i told him about the parts where I got injured, he started growling, and I have to assure him that I am completely fine.

"Really Demos, it was hardly a bad break, I was more concerned with the Witch King towering over me, But Elladan was there to save me, remember you actually like Elladan."

Demos then Yips coyly at me, and I blush

"Yes, he is that one, the one I love, not his brother who hates me, but enough about me, how about you, hmm have you found any she-wolves that have caught you attention." I say looking down at him, and he Yips back morosely

"Well, maybe next year, you will find another mate." I say cursing my stupidity, forgetting the day I had met him that day ten years ago.

*Flashback*

I was slinking through the forest, looking for a pack of orcs, from the tracks that I was seeing, I could tell that they were close, very close.

Suddenly a howl pierced the forest along with the sounds of Orcish laughter. I climbed a tree, then followed the sounds, bringing out my bow. I found the Orcs in a clearing, along with one of the most gruesome scenes I had ever seen, one that will haunt me till the day I die. The orcs had obviously run across a pack of Wolves, and then proceeded to attack it. The wolves seemed to have put up a good fight, but the orcs had weapons and they did not. There was body parts of the wolves strewn across the clearing, there were many dead orcs as well, killed by the wolves. There was one wolf left, its black fur matted with blood, its midnight blue eyes filled with rage, and it was growling at the remaining orcs, I was surprised, not because of the scene in front of me, but that I could understand what the wolf was saying, and it wasn't pretty. The orcs had spears out and they were laughing as they kept taunting and stabbing the poor creature. I became so enraged that I fired my second shot, before my first arrow had even hit its target, the remaining four orcs spun around, my second arrow going straight through anothers head killing it. The wolf lunged forward, going for the throat of another orc, I jumped down from my perch, drawing my blade and charging the two remaining Orcs, and after a short battle I killed them. Before the last one's body had even hit the ground I was moving to the wolf, which had collapsed to the ground after killing the orc. As I got closer to it, it growled at me to stay back.

"Ok, I just want to come over and heal you, ok, I am going to come a bit closer to you." I say easing a bit closer

The wolf then tried to stand and growl at me, but it fell back with a whimper of pain. I rush forward and begin my healing, It growls at me again to stay away.

I push back my hood, then say, "I will not stay away mr wolf, now pipe down and let me heal you." I say and start my healing once again, probing his injuries to see the extent of the damage, the wolf seems shocked that I understood it and remains silent. After about an hour of hard work, I manage to completely heal the poor creature.

"There you go, good as new," I say to him

"I thank you she-elf, but in healing me you have also doomed me as well." He says morosely

"How so?" I ask

"Without my pack, it will be nearly impossible for me to survive this coming winter." He tells me looking into the distance.

"Well you can come with me then, I actually happen to need someone I can just talk to, and you seem like good company." I say, then putting my hand out for him to smell, or shake, or whatever wolves do, "My name is Arindil, yours?"

He comes over, sniffs my hand, then says, "My name is Demos, and I will accept being a part of your pack Arindil."

I smile then say, "Follow me Demos, I will show you to where the rest of my pack dwells."

We set off together, waking into the sunset, towards where I was supposed to meet Aragorn later.

*Flashback End*

Demos barks at me, snapping me out of my confusion, I looked ahead and saw a figure standing in the middle of the road, It wore a black cloak similar to mine, I could only see it's mouth and lower jaw. It's mouth was put in a cruel smile, which I found, disturbing.

"Halt, Daughter of my lord Sauron." It said, it's voice appearing to be male.

"If you are a servant of the enemy, then you are an enemy of me." I say drawing my sword, Demos crouched into fighting position.

"Come with me, and we will show you why it is better to just side with us." He says, not drawing a weapon.

"I will never join him, fell beast, now fly back to he who sent you before I sent you to an early grave." I say, trying to keep the overwhelming fear that I was feeling unnoticed. Demos growled, and I then said, "Correction, we will send you to an early grave."

The man sighs, "Well I was hoping to be civil about this, but you seem to have inherited some stubbornness from the elf, he told me that she was always trying to escape, or some strange thing like that. Now I will have to bring you with me by force."

The man draws two blades, each with barbs running down the blade. Then he moved at a speed I didn't even think possible, killing the horse I was on, decapitating it with a single stroke. I lept off the horse and drew a dagger to fight with so I could match his two weapons. Demos tried to pounce on him, but was caught and then thrown by the man.

He laughed, "Good, you still have courage, that will be good when we have broken you down and built you up our way."

I growled then, sent fire flying towards him, following it with a strike from my sword. He seemed to grab the fire out of the air, and parried my strike with ease. I remained on the offencive, trying to gain the upper hand, but he seemed to be just toying with me. I finally managed to leave a long cut down his chest, that is when he gets angry. He uses the barbs on his blade to lock, then shatter my blade, I draw my other dagger as he attacks, he then manages to destroy my two daggers, knock me to the ground, Slamming his fists in quick repeated punches on my chest, I feel several ribs crack, and after that he began choking me. I try to remove his hands from my neck, trying valiantly to stay away from the darkness of unconsciousness, but he is far too strong. I begin slipping away, when Demos returns with several rangers, Demos rips a chunk out of the man's arm, and the rangers hit him with several arrows to his back. For a moment I catch a glimpse of his face, and I think I must have been delirious. As the man runs away, I fall into unconsciousness. The face I thought I saw was a man with one forest green eye, and an orange eye, with a slit in the center.

Bwahahahaha, cliffhanger and a new character as well, I want your feedback, please review and stuff like that, If you have questions ask me and I might answer them if they don't spoil the story.