A/N Hey everyone! Another chapter! I'm so happy! I hope you like this one!

Disclaimer: Sorry I don't own anything but Mira!

Bold is elven.

The Prancing Pony

Great. Just what we needed. On top of already being wet and traveling in the dark, it was now raining. I was already starting to get sick of water. The hobbits had been very happy to see me, but Sam was a little weary of me.

Merry and Pippin seemed to have forgotten about the dragon incident. And Frodo was very happy to see me. We were approaching Bree. We approached the gates of Bree, and Frodo knocked on the gate. A moment later an old man slid open a small door.

"What do you want?" The man asked.

"We are heading for the Prancing Pony." Frodo answered. The man looked at us.

"Four hobbits, and a dog!" The man said, "What business brings you to Bree?"

"Dog!" I growled, "I'm no dog!"

"We wish to stay at the inn. Our business is our own." Frodo said. The old man opened the door.

"All right," he said, "I mean no offense. Its my job to ask questions at this hour."

When we got into Bree my fur stood on end even though it was soaked. I growled as often as I could, and kept on my guard. A dog came up to me every so often as we traveled through Bree and sniffed me. Every time they would do that I would turn and snap at them, sending them yowling away.

When we finally entered the prancing pony I shook myself off and padded after the hobbits.

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The hobbits all sat at a table drinking. I sat under the table sulking about my wet pelt, and how I couldn't do anything about it but try and lick it clean.

Frodo had given me some water and a biscuit, but I was still hungry. Most of all I was tiered. Before I knew it I was drifting off to sleep.

(I ran through a large field wearing a beautiful white dress with silver lining. I was so happy. I was younger. I would guess seven. Estel was running along side me, laughing. Arwen was also there; she was sitting in the field smiling. Next to me another boy was running with me. He looked a lot like Aragorn, but younger. I would say he was about two years older than me. I stopped running and looked up. Above me was Gondor. It looked magnificent. Like it was at the peek of its time. Suddenly I stopped smiling. Gondor had turned into a great black tower with an eye. There was a horrible screeching noise-)

I woke up with a start. Frodo was gone. I scanned the room, he was nowhere in sight. Sam was on his feet, as was Merry. Pippin was a little ways off staring at the ground with wide eyes. Suddenly I spotted Frodo, he had appeared under a table. All of the sudden a figure appeared in front of Frodo. I jumped up and hit my head on the bottom of the table.

The person grabbed Frodo and shoved him upstairs. I fell back on the ground, and shook my head a bit. Sam had also seen the man. I got up again more quickly this time and nearly slipped on the floor.

Sam, Merry, and Pippin rushed upstairs holding a, candlestick! I shook my head and bolted after them. I easily ran past them and stopped at a door that I smelt Frodo and the stranger. The stranger smelt familiar.

Sam shoved past me and bused through the door. I followed him in growling, but stopped when I saw who was in the room.

"Aragorn!"

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I lay at the edge of Frodo's bed, trying to avoid the curious gazes Aragorn kept shooting at me. I was pretending to be asleep, but the ranger read me like a book.

"Why are you not with Gandalf, Mira?" Aragorn asked quietly.

"Well… Its kind of a long story." I thought to him, and curled into a tight ball. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

(I ran through the light, crowded halls of Gondor. Maids and soldiers smiled at me as I passed them. This time I was five years old. I turned to the left and entered a garden area. As I ran, I ran literally ran into a blonde elf. The blonde elf caught me before I fell and smiled at me.

"Be careful, Allien Asha." The elf said. Everyone called me Allien Asha, it meant Bold Spirit.

I was about to reply when something woke me-)

I woke up with Aragorn shaking me. Once he saw my eyes open, Aragorn stopped shaking and turned back to the hobbits. It was light out now, and everyone was awake.

I jumped off the small bed and stretched. I kept wondering what the dream meant. I had never been to Gondor before.

A/N sorry about the shortness of the chapters, but I promise the next chapter will be longer. Please try and review before I put up the next chapter!