Hey: Seriously guys I have no idea who I want her love interest should be! Choices (review or PM me your choice): Legolas, Aragorn, OC, Eomer, Elladan, Elrohir, or Hama's son (the one who Aragorn talks to before the battle of Helm's Deep)

The Three Hunters

Legolas furrowed his brow as they crested the hill.

"Aragorn!" He gave a startled shout and sped up easily passing Aragorn. The man saw where Legolas was headed and sprinted forward too.

"What? Where did she come from? She doesn't look like a Rohirrim, and her clothes are odd." Aragorn speculated as he bent down and examined her for wounds.

Gimli all but fell down the hill, collapsing in the soft grass and staring at the sky before realizing that they had ACTUALLY stopped.

"What's a matter?" Gimli asked his words slurring together due to lack of breath. Legolas looked up from the girl.

"We found a girl."

"Huh?"

"A female, Gimli. You know, the opposite of a male?" Aragorn snorted quietly.

"She seems to be all right except for slight bruising around her neck and the back of her head."

"When will she wake up?" Aragorn shrugged and looked down at her again.

"When you shut up." Came a weak female voice. They all jumped not having realized so had woken. When they looked back at her, her eyes where still closed and her breathing was steady.

"You know -well you ever you are- I feel like I've just been trampled… Wait a second." She stopped and seemed to be seriously thinking about. "I think I was trampled. Hm, that must not have been fun." She breathed in deeply and opened her eyes.

"Whoa. What ARE you wearing?" She looked weirded out. But no one answered her question because they where staring at her eyes. She frowned.

"What? ... Oh!" She flicked her eyes shut quickly.

"What color are they?" Legolas cocked his head.

"A very pale blue. Why, do you not even know the color of your own eyes?" She snorted but didn't answer.

"If you don't mind me asking, who might you be?" she inquired curiously. Aragorn blinked having just noticed that they never introduced themselves.

"I am Aragorn son of Arathorn. These are my companions, Legolas of Mirkwood, and Gimli son of Glóin." She opened her eyes and smiled.

"I'm Eryyn Morgan, but you can call me Wyyn." Aragorn frowned.

"Why do you so easily trust us, Eryyn?" She frowned.

"Um… Just a feeling?" She tried. Aragorn stared her down. She shrugged.

"Call it instinct, a gut feeling, an urge, an impulse, a desire, a need, orders from above." She took a deep breath. "Have I named enough of the same reason?" Gimli snorted. She gave a quirky grin. Suddenly her vision went blurry.

"Whoa." She swayed and would have fallen back onto the ground if Legolas hadn't placed a hand on her back to steady her.

"Hey Aragorn?"

"Yes?"

"I'm going to faint." And she did just that.

"I suppose we'll have to take her with us." Aragorn sighed. "Legolas we'll take turns carrying her." Legolas nodded and gathered the unconscious girl in his arms. Aragorn sighed and checked the tracks of the Orcs.

"Come on. Their no less than a day ahead." They set off at a swift run.

Wow, ok that was short! But don't worry the chapters will be longer once the story really gets started.

REMEMBER to PM/review me with your choice of who she falls for. Open to any ideas!

Forever Hopeful and Forever Loving,

Mariah Fiddler