"Thank you, Strider. I am ever in your dept. If you ever need my help, use this." Silver handed the ranger a silver whistle. His face concealed confusion, but he nodded as Silver turned back to get Sam those really pretty flower seeds.
On the road again.
A cold winter breeze threatened to summon a blizzard as Silver walked through the confusing forest. Stone paths appeared and disappeared at every turn. She felt as if she were going through an impossible labyrinth of shrubs and giant trees.
Silver saw another path up ahead, also she could see where it led. A clearing with stone covering the forest floor, and a hole gaping in the middle of it.
Silver leaned to look into the cavern, it's mouth threatening to swallow her and all the light she treasured in this dim setting.
She picked up a pebble and tossed it down into the void. Silver counted as she waited for the 'chunk' of the pebble hitting the floor.
Only, it wasn't a 'chunk' at all that she heard. It was more of a 'thud', like the sound of someone falling from a tree and striking the ground. Or sticks beating leather.
A low rumbling echoed through the ground, making Silver face palm thinking 'I just caused an earth quake with a pebble.'. The noise died down and Silver peered over the edge once again.
A flow of hot air pulsed out of the hole, unlike the cool draft that had exited it before. Silver blinked in surprised, two great, golden, eyes blinked back at her.
A scaled creature arose from it's cave, claws digging into the ground. Silver looked in horror as the large monster mastered it's full size and stretched it's ragged wings.
Her human form was nothing to this monstrous beast that towered over her now. She knew exactly what it was, Gandalf had told her stories of this when she was a young girl.
Silver drew her sword, and looked dangerously into those menacing eyes. She waited as the beast wove it's way around her, circling her, watching, and observing. Waiting for the right moment.
"You trespass on my land?" It growled in a deep voice. Silver continued to shuffle in circles, keeping her eyes locked with the monster's gaze.
"This is not your land. This is the forest of Mirkwood, I merely woke you up." She replied. A pair of Golden eyes gleamed with hatred and malice. "Oh, and I suppose man rules it then?" It spat impatiently.
"No, the elves." Silver corrected. The creature's eyes widened in fury and it flew at her. "LIAR!" it hissed angrily.
Silver ducked from a large claw, grunting with alarm. She sprinted around the monster and stabbed at it's foot. The beast hissed with annoyance and batted her away.
She winced as blood welled from her cheek. She gathered all the knowledge that Gandalf had given her and used it in this life threatening situation. "The Shire." She grunted as she swung her sword at the razor-like claws coming at her.
"What?" The creature growled in confusion and disgust. "Frodo! Sam! The forest! The boys!" She hollered in determination.
The beast got in many blows, but so did she. "Gandalf! The Autumn Festivals! The Green Dragon!" She screamed at the reptile, provoking it, egging it on, and wearing it down.
The monster had had enough, it leapt onto Silver and held her down with it's claws, one of them was penetrating her shoulder. Blood soaked the ground, making it muddy and melting the already falling snow.
The Dragon cackled and grinned. "Once I'm done with you, you little twit of a parasite, I'm going to destroy all that you care about. Which I am guessing, you have already told me." His eyes glinted with fierce amusement.
Silver flinched as the dragon shifted his claws. She closed her eyes and lay still.