Summer was fully upon the lands of Middle-earth. The trees had been sported out the greenest leaves for a thousand years. A stream trickled down towards an unknown sea from an unknown source.
Within the depths on an ancient forest stood a house. But it was not abandoned. Instead, two beings within its walls.
A young woman smiled as she walked out of her home. On her shoulder was a wicker basket. Her plan was to pick the ripest fruit that grew in her small orchard near by.
Goldberry was her name. she was blessed the looks of someone much younger then herself. Her hair was flowing down her shoulders like a stream of gold.
Her dress was as green as the grass. A belt of gold hugged her waist. Sprinkles of pale blue dotted the lily-shaped chain.
Birds sung their morning song as Goldberry walked over a thick, wild carpet of grass. Clusters if pale blue Chicory, groups of yellow Oxslip and small purple balls of Spear Thistle coloured ground.
Bees buzzed around, collecting honey and pollinating the other plants. Goldberry smiled as she reached the first tree.
"Hello, my beauties" she said, looking up at the many red apples hanging from the trees.
Goldberry had been growing nine of them in total. Her harvests were plentiful, knowing the exact time to pick them. for Goldberry was intone with nature. Trees could speak to her, as well as the birds and beasts that flew and crawled around her.
It took only thirty minutes to pick out the ripest of apples. Goldberry smiled as she checked the remaining apples. All was in order and she set on her way again. Her bag was considerably heavier as she made her way bag. Her feet hardly made a dent on the carpet of grass. As she walked back to her house, two figures caught her eye. They were not woodland creatures.
Goldberry stopped where she was. Her eyes watched the two of them come closer. A smile came over her as she saw two old friends.
Mya and Pilith were walking through the forest. Goldberry started to walk again.
"My friends, what a lovely surprise" she said.
But the two being standing before her did not see the same. They had had a very hard year. It showed in their tiredness.
"Come, Tom is waiting for you" she said.
No words were said as Mya and Pilith looked at each other as Goldberry walked away. Pilith was still recovering from his horrible ordeal.
The two beings laid eyes on Tom's house. It had not changed one bit. Its roof was made of dark grey thatch. Its walls were made of pale plaster. Its texture was smoother then a lake on a windless day.
The door had been left open, this being a very safe area of Middle-earth. Butterflies fluttered by, their wings painted with their unique colours.
Pilith and Mya followed Goldberry over the threshold. The inside of the house was much cooler. The heath had no fire burning in it. For the warmth of the sun was enough.
"Ah!" said a familiar voice from behind them.
Both Mya and Pilith instantly looked around to see Tom, standing in the door way that they had just come through.
"I see my good friends are back and I see that they have had a hard time"
Darkness slowly turned into light as a small puppy awoke from his slumber. The sounds that had once been silent were now all coming back to him. But a new sound came to him as well.
Talking.
"And that's what happened" said one of them.
Origo whimpered, feeling the cold. As he did, the talking stopped. Ivy looked down to see Origo giving a large yawn. His little furry ears flopped backwards as he yawned. A small whimper came from him as he stretched.
Mya smiled as she tickled his ear.
"Good morning, puppy" Mya said, lifting him up.
Origo felt the coldness of the wind blow through his thick coat. Mya felt the puppy try and curl up into a little ball again. Mya felt how cold little Origo was.
"You need a blanket, don't you" she said, opening up her bag.
Origo's large blanket had been bundled inside. A few seconds later, Origo was being wrapped up. His own warmth would warm him up.
Mya smiled as Ori's little paws poked out either side of fluffy face.
"You hungry, pup?" she asked, kissing him square between the eyes.
Even though Origo could not talk, Mya knew exactly what he meant by his little whimper. His beautiful brown eyes blinked twice as Mya reached over to her beg.
Like the days before, she produced a large plate of turkey for him. Ivy smiled as she fluttered nearby. But Origo did something very different. Instead of jumping straight into eating, Origo looked up at the fairy, fluttering a few feet away.
"Puppy?" she asked, swooping down.
"What's the matter?" she asked.
Origo looked over at Mya, then back to the small green fairy now standing on the carpet of snow.
"I don't want her turkey anymore, I don't like it" he explained.
Ivy tried not to smile. But she did find this very cute. This just cemented the fact that Mya's and Ivy's lie was working.
"Puppy, its no different to mine" Ivy told him.
This was in fact the truth. Origo didn't know it, but it was actually Ivy's turkey that he was eating it.
"Yes it is" he whimpered.
Mya watched as the two of them spoke.
"Puppy, you going to eat up?" Mya asked.
Ori looked up at her. he watched as a large hand came down and picked up a few large chunks of warm turkey.
"Come on" she said, placing it right under Origo's cold, wet nose.
Origo tried ever so hard to resist the smell of turkey. He wanted Ivy to feed him. But he could take it no longer as he gobbled it up.
"Good boy" Mya said, getting another piece ready.
Ivy smiled as her wings started to flutter. Ivy was very adventurous the last few days. All she wanted to do was go as high as she could.
Her feet left the cold ground as she fluttered upwards. Origo, who had been eating, stopped. His little eyes darted and stopped on the ever distancing fairy.
Mya also looked up. She could see Ivy correcting her course every time a strong gust of wind blew. A small part of her wanted to egg Ivy onwards, but then, another part did not think that what Ivy was doing was a good idea.
Ivy could see further and further as she fluttered higher and higher. The trees seemed to melt into one mass of grey, dotted with silver streams and white patches of snow.
The path could easily be distinguished, winding its way towards Rivendell and beyond. To the West, Ivy could make out the white caps of Weather Hills. This was where Weathertop was situated.
But something happened that Ivy did not expect. A few black dots were flying towards her. The wind was trying to take Ivy with it.
Ivy spotted four or five black objects heading towards her. she could make out their flapping wings.
"Oh no" she said.
Without another second wasted, Ivy started to bomb down towards the ground. But she was not as fast as birds chasing her. The call of the crows grew louder as Ivy pelted down to earth.
Mya, who had been watching Origo, looked up. He could see a small speck being chased five large birds. He did not truly know what was going on, but he knew that it wasn't right.
"Ivy?" he whimpered, thinking she could hear him.
But she couldn't. Mya smiled, picking up a little bit of turkey for Ori.
"Puppy, eat up" she said.
The smell recaptured Origo's attention, knocking Ivy's troubles to the back on his mind. Mya smiled as Origo almost bit her finger.
"Careful" she said, smiling.
Origo then continued to eat, his energy rising with every mouthful. But the tiredness had not gone away as yells grew louder. The little fairy was battling creatures nearly twenty times the size and power of herself.
A few times, Ivy had concentrated long enough zap one of the crows. The bird called out and fluttered away. But this seemed to distract them for a few seconds before they started to fly at her again.
The leafless canopy came ever closer. Ivy could now try and find a safe place to hide from the large crows. The fairy skimmed past the first thin twigs.
The crows dodged them, but did not give up. Origo, who had now finished his turkey, wagged his tail as he saw Ivy being hunted down by the crows.
Ivy had one more choice to make. But this one would put Origo and Mya in danger. But she had to do it. so, diving down, further to the ground, Ivy fluttered into one of Mya's pockets.
But the fairy's plan did not go smoothly. The crows, who should have kept away from Mya, starting attacking her. Ivy curled up as Mya started to yell in fright. Five jet black crows started to swarm around the once peaceful girl. Origo was being attacked too. But only by one of the birds.
Mya screamed in both surprise and fight as she quickly stood up. She could feel the claws scratch her skin and the beating wings of the birds hit her face. After a few seconds, Mya started to run, leaving scared little Origo alone. As Mya ran, the crows started to fly away, up into the trees.
A full five minutes of running, Mya started to slow down. she doubled over as she took in as much oxygen as possible. As her mind and heart rate started calm, something was drawn to the front of her mind.
"Origo" she said, looked up the road.
There was no sign of the pup anywhere. Ivy took a deep breath. the attack was now over. So, carefully standing up, she fluttered out of her pocket.
"Ivy, are you alright?" Mya asked, spotting Ivy.
The fairy nodded.
"Yes, are you?" she asked.
Mya took a deep breath.
"We need to find Origo, he could be hurt" she told the fluttering fairy.
So, the two of them started to walk back down the road. The snow held Mya's foot prints. It was easy to trace her steps back to where she had come from.
A little black dot could be seen standing in the middle of the path. A lot of pressure had been taken off of Mya when she saw Origo standing there, unharmed.
Origo whimpered as he looked around. His eyes fell in a figure walking towards him. He knew that it was Mya. Mya smiled as the little puppy ran up to her.
"Oh, puppy" she said, scooping him up.
Origo was shivering. Not only due to fright, but because of the coldness.
"I'm sorry" she said, kissing his head.
Ori was now focused on the fairy. Ivy knew exactly what Origo needed just by the little glint in his eye.
"Alright, puppy" she said, fluttering to him.
She touched onto of Origo's large paws. A few seconds later, warmth started circulate his little body. Ivy secretly did it to Mya as well, knowing that she would need warmth as well.
"Shall we get going?" Mya asked the pup.
Origo gave a cute little whine in a agreement. Mya took a deep breath as she place Ori on the floor. She then picked up her pack and put it on. It was much lighter then normal. But she did not care. She knew that if Ivy was with them, then she and Origo would be alright.
"Right, come on pup" she said, smiling.
Origo gave a small bark and wagged his tail. He bounded after Mya, running a few paces onwards and them stopping. He looked back to make sure that she was following him.
Tom and Goldberry were sitting around a wooden table. Goldberry sat upright. Where as Tom rested against the back of the chair.
"You knew" Pilith said, looking at Tom.
The vibes radiating off of Tom had changed. He was not his happy, careless self. Instead, he was serious. The light around him seemed to be darker, even darkening Goldberry's light that radiated off of her hair.
"You knew what was going to happen and you did nothing about it"
Tom and Pilith looked deep into each others eyes. Tom could read Pilith like a book.
"It went according to plan, my dear" he answered.
"According to plan?" Mya asked.
Mya had not aged a day. Even after her many hundreds of years of living, she had not changed a single bit.
"And what plan was that?" she asked.
Tom smiled.
"To get you inside the walls of Mordor. To see what defences they have and how it is defended" he answered.
Neither Mya or Pilith knew what that meant.
"Defences?" asked Pilith, half to himself and half out loud.
"Are you telling me that we were meant to be spies?"
Tom took a deep breath.
"In a way" he said, pausing for a split second.
"Yes"
Mya could not believe what she was hearing.
"Tom, we were tortured for weeks and now, your saying that that was your plan all along?" she asked.
"You are lucky that we did not say anything that Gandalf told us!"
A smile came over Tom's face, hidden by his beard.
"It does not bother me one bit" he answered.
For he knew that he was more powerful then any army that could throw at him. Pilith had heard enough. He stood up.
"You have pushed me too far, Tom"
Mya looked up at Pilith. Tom's expression did not change one bit. His smile was still hiding behind his bushy beard.
"Good day and good bye" he said.
The next second, Pilith picked up his pack and walked out. Mya took a deep breath. She looked back at the two beings seated opposite her.
Without a word, Mya did the same. She picked up her pack, put a strap over each shoulder and followed Pilith. As she crossed the threshold into the warm sun. She spotted Pilith walking away.
"Pilith, wait for me" Mya said.
Pilith did not stop or even look around. He wanted to get as far away from Tom and Goldberry as possible. After a few more minutes, Mya had caught up.
"So, what do we do now?" she asked.
The present day was much colder. Neither Mya or Pilith had seen Tom for many years. Mya had forgotten that Tom and Goldberry even existed. For there were more pressing matters to deal with.
Origo barked as he chased a stick that had been thrown by Mya. He bounded through the snow and picked it up with his mouth. After attacking it for a few seconds, he bounded back to Mya.
Mya smiled as she picked it up.
"One more time" she said.
Origo was acting like a very normal puppy. There were no signs of Origo's past. Any passing being would just take Origo for a normal puppy. But his history had been forgotten.
Only Radagast could bring Origo back to his normal self. And that's where the three travellers were headed. Mya took a deep breath as picked up the stick.
Origo wagged his tail as stood there. Mya looked down, she could see the eager puppy waiting for her to throw it. Origo braced himself as tall figure of Mya drew her arm back. the next second, without looking up, Origo bolted off.
Mya smiled as she held onto the stick. She had never seen Origo do this before. It was like having a normal puppy again.
She increasingly missed playing like this. Ever day that past was becoming harder and harder to not change into a pup and just play with him. For that was one of the main reasons why she was heading to Radagast.
Ori looked back, there was a strange glint in his eyes. he knew that she had tricked him into running.
"Why didn't you throw it?" he whimpered, slowly walking back.
Mya smiled.
"You ready?" she asked.
This time, she was going to throw it as far as possible. Origo couldn't wait any longer. He started to bark.
"Calm down, puppy" said Mya.
A few seconds later, the stick was thrown. Origo watched it as it flew higher and higher. The next second, the puppy took off. The stick rotated a few times before being caught by gravity.
Mya smiled as the stick landed. Origo pounced on the stick and rolled over. Mya could do nothing but laugh. But she was not the only one. Ivy giggled and put her hand over her mouth.
Snow stuck to Origo's fur. He stood on all four paws and shook the snow off. The stick was held in his mouth as he looked back. Both Mya and Ivy were still coming towards him.
Origo placed the stick down on the ground and looked up at Mya. His little tail started as he stepped back.
"Puppy, we have to get walking" she told him.
Origo's little eyes changed. Normally, they would work. But this time they didn't.
"Don't give me that look" Mya said, scooping him up.
Ori whimpered as he squirmed in Mya arms. He whimpered as he looked down at his stick. Mya took a deep breath as she figured out what he wanted.
"There you are" she said, handing him the stick.
Origo settled down, stick in mouth. Mya could now focus on walking. And that's exactly what she did. The lands on either side seemed to change as she made her way down the path.
Rocky outcrops dotted the land. Unlike the small range of hills that she had just past, there was a lot more horizon to see. There were no settlements anywhere near here.
Pilith took a deep breath as he stood before Mya.
"Well" he said, thinking.
"We will have to wait until Diamond and Pimpernel are in need" he answered.
But it would be many years before this could happen. For the ring had yet to be destroyed. But the time was coming because Frodo, Merry, Pippin and Sam had already set out.
Mya and Pilith had seen them. They had crossed paths a few days before. But the two groups had not seen each other.
"So, where do we go now?" My asked.
Pilith already had a place in mind. It was a few days walk away, but they could stay there until the time was right.
"There is this one place that we could go" he started.
Mya was listening. She wanted to know more.
"Where?" she asked.
Pilith explained where they could stay.
"The White Downs?" asked Mya.
Pilith nodded.
"I stayed around there area for many years, its perfectly safe"
But Mya wasn't so sure. In the depths of her mind, the evil that she had witnessed and felt could be seen. It was shouting at her.
"But, what is Sauron comes back into power?" she asked.
The two of them knew that Sauron was a great threat to this world. But there was nothing more that they could do.
"Then we will have to fight when the time comes" he answered.
The two beings started to walk away from Tom Bombadil's home. The amount of trees between them and the house created an impenetrable wall. The house could no longer be seen.
For hours, the two of them walked.
"I want to go and visit Pimpernel" Mya said, stopping in her tracks.
But Pilith did not think this was a good idea.
"Don't you want to see Diamond again?" she asked.
Pilith knew that he would not get to see Diamond for a while. For she did not live in Hobbiton. She lived further north, with her mother and father.
"I do, but we have to get something to eat" Pilith said.
Mya smiled.
"Have you forgotten that we can change?" she asked, putting down her pack.
A few seconds later, the girl turned into a puppy. Pilith smiled. Mya wagged her tail. Once again, she changed form.
"So?" she asked, smiling.
"What do you say?"
Pilith gave a smile. He knew that Mya was right. It would be nice to relax in Hobbiton for a few days.
"Alright" he answered.
"I guess it'll be nice to see Pimpernel again" he said.
So, the two beings continued on walking. They were heading towards a road that ran near Hobbiton. The day grew brighter as they walked away.
The summer heat warmed them as they took regular breaks. The two of them had started to regret leaving Tom's house. They were now very low on food and water. The two of them yawned as they sat near a babbling stream.
"I could just" Pilith said, taking a yawn midsentence.
"I could just fall right to sleep"
Mya smiled. Her eyes were heavy.
"That is a very good idea" she agreed.
The next second, Mya changed into a small puppy. Pilith smiled and changed into his puppy form too. Their packs were left sitting on the grass near by.
Mya yawned again and curled up. Pilith gave a small whimper and cuddled up to him Mya. He placed his fluffy head his paws. Both puppies fell asleep.
The only evidence that they could change figure was the two packs sitting near by. The sun continued to beat down on them, making them hotter then normal. It was much harder to keep cool with all this fur. But they were used to it.
Hours past and there was still no sign of the two pups waking up. Pilith was having a very strange dream. It was darker then normal.
Pilith was in chains. Metal shackles wrapped around his bleeding ankles and wrists. A dull bang echoed from down the corridor. But Pilith thought nothing of this. He was used to dull bangs and blood curdling screams of other prisoners.
But he did not expect a familiar figure to pop up through the bars. It took him a few seconds to look up. when he did, he could believe his eyes.
"Mya?" he asked.
There were now hundreds of questions running through his head.
"Pilith!" Mya whispered.
The next second, the door creaked open.
"How…?" he asked.
In Mya's hands were keys. They jangled as she walked.
"How did you get them?" Pilith asked.
Mya did not say a word as she knelt down by him. She took one key and unlocked the shackles that were wrapped around his ankles. She took another key and unlocked the shackles that hung around wrists.
Pilith screwed his face up as both shackles fell off.
"Shush" Mya said.
She could hear someone coming. She quickly changed into her puppy form and scooted to one of the corners of the room.
An orc came into view. He turned his head and looked at Pilith.
"Hmm, what have we got here then?" it asked.
Pilith tried to back away, but his back was already against the wall.
"Your shackles" The orc said, noticing the chains and shackles laying on the cold floor.
"Who took them off?" it asked.
Pilith knew that orcs were not the brightest of creatures.
"One of the orcs" he answered.
The orc took a deep, annoyed breath.
"Which one?" he asked, his voice boomed around the cell.
Pilith rubbed his wrists. He did not know what to say.
"I can't remember" he answered.
Mya was hiding in the blackest corner. She was just feet away from Pilith and the orc. But she was still hidden out of view.
The orc huffed and turned. It was now time to escape. Mya watched the orc walk out. The little puppy quickly changed into the girl again.
"Come on, we have to move" she said.
Pilith slowly stood up. Every muscle in his body seemed to be on fire. But this chance only came once.
"Wouldn't it be better if we changed?" he asked, giving her a hint.
Mya did not think of this. But, now that it was mentioned, it was a better ideas then what she had. So, a few seconds later, the room did not have two beings in it anymore. Instead, it had two little puppies. Pilith looked back at Mya. His eyes said it all.
So, the two of them carefully made their way out. Mya gave a small whimper. The orc was coming back. Pilith and Mya sneaked into the shadows. Pilith's heart rose as the orcs feet slammed on the ground. The two of them were just inches away from the orc now.
The orc stopped in his tracks. It took a few moments for the orc to realise that the prisoner had escaped. Pilith jumped as the orc roared.
Mya looked around. She gave a small whine, ordering Pilith to follow her. So, without being noticed, the two of them scooted through the shadows. The yells and bangs echoed down from the cold passage way that they had just left.
The stairs were slippery and wet. The coldness seemed to be left down in the depth of the dark prison. The puppies continued to make their way out.
But, as they reached the top, a few orcs were walking their way. But, due to their small stature, the pups were not seen.
Mya looked around. She knew that there was a way out, it was just a matter of not being seen. So far, they had not been seen. But there were a lot more orcs around.
"Find them!" a voice echoed from the path down towards the chambers.
Pilith looked back. Roars seemed to grow louder as a horde ascended the shallow stairs to the top.
"Hurry!" Mya whimpered.
Pilith and Mya ran off towards the left. The air around them had a strange smell. The walls were ladened with strange objects. Rusted shackles with rotten wrists hung every so often.
Rusted sword and maces were laying on metal fixtures. Some were stained with the blood of past victims. Both Mya and Pilith knew that they were close to getting out.
The coldness seemed to change into warmth. It was then that Mya saw a hint of sky.
"This way" her eyes said, looking back at the other pup.
After what seemed like hours, the two of them reached a door to the outside. Pilith stopped Mya as she started to walk out.
It was luck that he did. For a horde of fighting orcs ran past. Pilith jumped as an object bounced along the ground and landed just inches from him.
It was an orcs head. The picture instantly vanished as Origo opened his eyes. Mya's large hands were still wrapped around him, making sure he did not fall.
Mya looked down at the puppy whimpered.
"Puppy?" Mya asked, looking down.
Origo's eyes had changed. They had a hint of fright about them.
"Oh, did you have a bad dream?" she asked.
She smiled as she kissed the pup on the top of his head. Mya would never knew what had scared Origo. For Ori yawned and cuddled up again. though he had just woken, tiredness slowly crept back.
Mya watched as Origo yawned. His little eyes started to close again, sending him back to sleep. It only took a few minutes for the pup to fall back to sleep.
Ivy and Mya could continue their conversation.
"So, where were we?" Mya asked.
Ivy, who had been fluttering while Origo had woken, was now sitting on Mya's shoulder again.
"We were talking about the birds" Ivy reminded her.
Mya smiled.
"Ah yes" she said.
"I was just wondering, why did the crows attack you?" she asked.
Ivy had wanted to tell her story for a while now. And now was her chance.
"It all started many years ago" she started.
"Saruman is the cause of all this mess. The crows had been captured and tamed by him. He had taught them all of his evil. He taught them to hate men, elves and anything that tried to stand up for themselves" she explained.
Mya knew of the wrath of Saruman. She knew that he had been manipulated by the dark lord Sauron.
"Every day was a risk. Being the only fairy was hard. I used to be attack numerous times a day. Sometimes, I would go days without coming out of my little nest" she said.
Ivy's life seemed to be worse then hers.
"After the fire, I thought things could not get any worse"
Ivy took a deep breath, she missed her friends very much.
"What about you?" Ivy asked.
Mya was now in the spot light. Her fingers had slowly been stroking Origo's fluffy ears as she walked.
"I've had my fair share of evil" she answered.
Pilith yawned as he woke up. Birds were still singing and the sun was still beating. Pilith looked around as his eyes tried to drag him back to the world of dreams.
A babbling stream trickled past him. Pilith shook his head, his little fluffy ears flopped from side to side. Little Mya was still snoozing, her chest rose and fell as she slept.
Pilith was very hungry indeed. He quickly changed from a puppy to a being, standing on two legs.
"Maybe we should go back" he thought.
Pilith took a deep breath as he looked down at his fluffy friend. Mya was sleeping peacefully, so peacefully in fact that Pilith didn't dare wake her.
Pilith took a deep breath as he looked over at the little stream that trickled past. Pilith slowly knelt down, his wounds still gave off a dull pain.
He smiled as he dipped his hands into the cool, refreshing water. He cupped his hands and scooped some water up. He took a sip as the water level fell. Pilith did this a few more times before he had his fill. By that time, Mya had awoken.
"That was what I needed" she said.
Pilith smiled as he turned around.
"All we need is food" he said.
But there was none. The only food that they knew they could eat was back at Tom Bombadil's home. But neither of them wanted to go back.
"Maybe we could go back to Tom, it's the only way to get food" Mya said.
She was still sitting on the soft grass that made up the ground. Pilith knew that they would only be there for a few moments. But, all the same, he could not bare to see or be around Tom any longer.
But their conversation had been over heard. A little bird fluttered away, beating its wings. It took a few minutes of nonstop flying before Tom's house came into view.
The bird weaved past the trees. The figure of Tom Bombadil stood there. The bird slowed down and landed on his finger.
The bird sang it song. To normal ears, it would be song. But to Tom's ears, the bird told him all that he needed to know.
"Thank you" he said.
The bird hopped around and fluttered away, back to spy on the two beings. Tom smiled as he turned and retreated back into his home.
"We may yet see our two little friends again" he said to Goldberry.
She was sitting on a large, soft armchair. She smiled as she moved her hair to the back of her shoulders.
"I guess they will want food and water for their journey" she pointed out.
Tom nodded. Goldberry rose from her seat. No effort seemed to have been used in doing so. Goldberry walked out of the small room and into the kitchen.
Everything was bright and cool in here. The cupboards were made of polished wood. A small cellar had been built into the house. It housed fresh food that would be used by them.
Goldberry picked out two fresh loaves of bread. She had made them herself. They were taken out into the kitchen and placed on the table.
Meanwhile, Pilith and Mya had agreed to go back. the small bird was tracking their progress. It would take a few hours to walk back to Tom's home. But neither Pilith or Mya knew that they were actually going to bump into Tom sooner then they thought.
After an hour of walking, a figure was seen through the trees.
"Look!" said Mya, being the first to spot it.
Pilith stopped, he had been looking at the ground. His eyes darted up at to Mya, then the direction she was pointing.
To his eyes, there was nothing but trees and green patches of grass.
"What?" he asked, wondering what on earth she could have seen.
But, like Pilith, she could see nothing. The creature had vanished.
"There's something out there" she said.
Pilith took a deep breath and scanned the forest again. But still, there was nothing but trees.
"Come on, lets get moving" Pilith said, walking off again.
Mya took a deep breath and continued on walking. Her eyes did not stop scanning the forest in front of her. As they walked, the figure that was seen was slowly knocked out of her mind. Hunger was now screaming.
Tom Bombadil smiled as he silently followed his friends just a few meters behind them. His feet were unnaturally light and silent.
Mya yawned as she looked around. The next second, she and Pilith jumped in unison as a voice came from behind them.
"Tom!" Mya said, spinning around.
Tom had a smile on his face.
"What…?" Mya asked, still surprised that he had ended up behind them.
"How did…?"
Tom's eyes darted from Mya to Pilith. The next second, he took two packs off of his back.
"These are for you" he said, handing one to each of them.
Pilith took his. He still did not like Tom very much.
"They will have all you need, you are always welcome in our abode when ever you feel like visiting" he said.
Pilith and Mya both looked inside their packs. A loaf of bread lay at the bottom as well as some of Goldberry's creamy cheese and a bottle of water.
"Thank…" Pilith said, looking up.
But he stopped. For Tom was not there anymore. Pilith felt a bit guilty. He wanted to say sorry to him, but he did not have the chance.