So I was going to make it longer but I couldn't so double Update coming up. I know going with the story and added dialogue isn't fantastic but I swear I'll figure out a way to make this more interesting.

I internally growled to myself as I silently glared at the road in front of me the rain stinging my scratches and cuts that hadn't healed as well as the ones on my face. But that wasn't why I was so angry to the point I was seething and wanted to hurt whatever was closest to me. But I wouldn't injure my friends, never ever, ever. So I just resorted to growling to myself as I sloshed through the mud trailing behind my friends. It hadn't stopped raining and it really didn't look like it wanted to either. I stopped and glanced up into the sky, this was obviously nowhere near Nampa, so the only conclusion I could come to was I was either kidnapped and dropped in the middle of nowhere or this just wasn't my home. I let out a long sigh a little irritated but glad I could at least make noises, even if I couldn't talk. I looked back in front of me jogging to catch up with them as they had stopped out a type of outpost. I grinned to myself, 'And they say you don't learn shit from games...'

"Miss Claire! Are you alright?"

I looked up seeing the door open and them standing past the door staring at me, I nodded before I trudged through more mud. I got a strange look from the guy? Or was that a girl... I had no idea, as I walked by dismissing it. I looked around the outpost seeing that it was just a walled off town, sort of. Even in the rpgs I played they didn't have a place like this, or at least I didn't remember any. We finally stopped at a tavern i guessed from the noise and dim lighting. Anywhere was better than the icky cold rain, usually I wouldn't have minded but when you wear sandals in the mud you get pretty irritated pretty fast. I walked in wiping my shoes some on a small mat in the corner oblivious to the exchange going on between the guy, this time I was sure, and Frodo. They called me and I turned around towards the group and followed after them raking my fingers through my hair to try and sweep it to the side or at least out of my eyes. A shiver ran up my spine as I received more odd looks, I kept my head down staring at Pippin's feet as we walked to a table and sat down. I finally got enough nerve to look around, a lot of the men here looked really greasy and as I received a nod from a few and some toothless smiles I felt just a little more at ease. Yeah, weird I know but that's just the kind of kid I am, calm in the most frightening of situations, as my friends used to call it... Used to. I laid my head down on the table scratching my cheek gently as I remembered the reason I got into a fight.

"Miss Claire! Miss Claire!" Merry shook me literally out of my thoughts as I looked around like a startled dog before locking eyes with him. "Frodo is gone! Come on!" I nodded jumping out of my seat as we raced after the other two. I blinked a couple of times as I watched Merry grab a candle holder and Pippin a stool as we raced up the stairs Sam throwing the door open and us ready to fight, I raised my fists glaring daggers at the man. His response was simply an 'are you kidding me face' as he blinked and resheathed his sword I didn't notice since I took a boxing stance like Ryohei from Katekyo Hitman Reborn. As I stood he was in the middle of saying something about a 'stout heart' but cut himself off as he stared at me.

"What is an elf doing here?" He murmured as he began studying me.

I let out a growl pushing Sam and Merry aside as I walked up to the tall man and glared at him, just as he was about to say something I rose my knee up bringing it down as I stomped on his foot as hard as I could before I scribbled another note and thrust it into his face nearly punching him only for him to catch my wrist with ease.

"Run me through with what?" He growled out tightening his grip.

"Frodo are you okay?!" Sam yelled as he ran past us to his friend the other two glaring at the taller man.

"Yes, just fine... What were you saying about the things chasing me?" He murmured looking the man over his eyebrows furrowed and confusion evident in his tone and face.

"They're coming," was all he said before letting me go never taking his eyes off me. I let out a growl before walking over to the window and glaring out of it, arms crossed . Pippin soon behind me glancing up at me.

"What did you say to him?" He asked as he glanced back to the man.

I uncrossed my arms and wrote another note and held it out to him not daring to look at his face as I heard him chuckle.

"Hm? What's so funny?" Merry asked as he glanced over his shoulder and mumbling it out loud. "Call me an elf one more time, and I'll run you through?" He laughed as they both looked at me and burst out laughing. I let out another growl lunging at the two wrapping an arm around each neck and attempting to throw them down only for us to land in a pile.

"What's wrong with her?" The man asked glancing at us, his nose wrinkling in distaste as I stuck my tongue out at him from the floor.

"Ah, she can't talk for some reason so she just writes us notes." Frodo mumbled as he watched the three of us start wrestling.

"Does she simply choose not to or is it she can't?" He asked looking down at him.

Frodo simply shrugged in response before letting loose a yawn. Soon followed by everyone minus the man. His eyes narrowed before he crossed his arms, "Get up,"

I rolled out of the pile and glared up at him waiting for him to start something, which I doubt I could even stop. He seemed to notice that too as he spoke up, "The beds are through that door, go get some sleep."

I looked him over before shaking my head and dismissing a thought as I stood up. I sighed before following after Merry and Pippin, to tired to think straight anymore.

And that's part one of my double update, and yeah Aragorn thought she looked like an elf because she has slightly pointed ears but not so much that she is an elf. And yeah in this chapter she is a little cranky but can you blame her? Her friend gets kidnapped and a man thrusts a sword in their face as they try to rescue him and to top it all off she's wet and tired. Calling her an elf will tick her off. (Blame the games she plays) But yeah so far Aragorn doesn't think to kindly of her. So next update coming right up! And if it isn't clear Claire is very much NOT an elf.