Fast Forward 5 Years
I had now learned how to speak the common tongue clearly and read it. I was 50% through learning how to speak and read Elvish. Lord Elrond was also teaching me the language of the Dwarves. Aragorn now could hit his target with his bow and arrow with eyes closed and when one on one he could disarm someone with a sword with his eyes closed, just relying on his other senses. Within a few more years I believed he would be ready to go to war, if it ever came to that. "Hey Allie, why don't you use a saddle or bridle with your horse? Doesn't it make it harder to control him?"
"Not at all. You can control a horse completely using your legs and voice," I replied, finally not having to use my mind to speak.
"Could you teach me?" The young and handsome Aragorn asked. He was just starting to grow a slight beard, and his hair was just brushing the tops of his shoulders. His dark brown hair matched his eyes which were warm, soft, and caring.
"Of course," I replied. I whistled a small tune and my horse came running.
"Show off," Aragorn said. I just stuck my tongue out at him, I was just playing a game with him and he too stuck his tongue out at me. Just for a moment it was fun to act like a kid.
"Hop on," I said.
"I can't get up there, not without a saddle," he argued.
"Yes you can. It's time to figure it out." He sighed and started walking around my horse trying to figure this out. He tried to run and jump up high enough to get on. His chest ran into the side of Evenstar. My horse looked at him like, "what the hell are you doing kid?" "Do you want me to show you?" I asked trying not to laugh.
"Pay back is hell," he said nodding and brushing himself off as he stood. This time I couldn't help it, I burst into fits of laughter.
After I pulled myself together I said, "Watch carefully." I placed my hands on Evenstar's back and jumped placing all of my weight through my arms into Evenstar's back pulling myself off the ground. I got my chest on his back and swung my leg over his back so that I could sit up. For the next year I taught him how to ride a horse 100% bare back with nothing but the mane to hang on to and I continued teaching him how to fight. 6 months later he left Rivendell to take up the life of a ranger. A few months later I followed. I went back to my wolf pack. I had been away from them for about 7 years now and I missed them. I now knew three languages thanks to Aragorn and Elrond.
Before I left Elrond asked me where I was going. "Home," I replied.
"This is your home," he said.
"Yes and no," I replied.
"What do you mean?"
"I have lived in the woods with a wolf pack for as long as I can remember. That is my home and family. This is my home only in the sense that my half-sister is here." I swung up onto my horse. And so 60 years went by.
Aragorn and I ran into each other from time to time. But we did have to go our separate ways at some point, making a promise to meet up again someday. We always did. Now my pack numbered one, and she went everywhere with me. The rest of the pack was slaughtered by humans. I managed to save the one pup that had survived that winter.
Little less than two years after Aragorn and I last met I found myself in the Shire. There was a birthday party and Gandalf was there. It had been so long since I had seen him. I danced with him and some of the hobbits. So kind and trusting, I remember when I was like that. Now I was just kind, not as trusting as I once was. I had a great time that night and got a decent meal. For the past few months I had been eating roots and what meat I could salvage from other predators kills.