Meanwhile, Elanor and Gloria were decreasing the distance between them and their homes.
"Oh no" Elanor said, stopping.
Gloria, who had been concentrating on the ground so that she would not slip, looked over at her.
"What is it?" she asked.
The large round figure of her father appeared over the brow of the hill. Gloria saw him as well. She took a deep breath and looked back at her friend.
"I told you we should have gone home sooner" she said.
Elanor took a deep breath as her father approached. She gave a smile as Samwise walked the last few meters between them.
"You're late, young lady" Samwise said, not looking impressed.
Elanor's smile disappeared quicker then it came.
"I'm sorry" she said, hanging her head.
Samwise took a deep breath.
"We best get you home, Gloria" Samwise told her.
Gloria nodded, feeling a bit intimidated by him.
"I can walk you home" Elanor told her friend.
But Samwise had different ideas.
"You'll do no such thing" he told her.
"I will walk her home, you can make your own way back" he said.
At that, he turned and walked away. Elanor and Gloria walked slowly behind. A few minutes past before the three of them reached the road.
"You just head home now, Elanor" Samwise said.
Gloria took a deep breath.
"See you later" Gloria said.
Elanor pealed off and walked towards her home. Samwise and Gloria went one way. After a few minutes, the two of them reached her home.
Three knocks echoed down the warm corridor. a minute later, the door clicked open.
"Ah, Sam, how may I help you?" asked the old man.
Samwise smiled and looked down at Gloria.
"I'm just here to bring Gloria back" he said.
Gloria looked up at her father. He gave a small smile.
"I wondered where she had wondered off to" he told him.
A few minutes past as the two of them talked. Gloria had walked inside and taken her coat off by the time the two of them had finished talking.
The door closed on the cold world. Gloria's father was not at all happy with her.
"And what time were you meant to be in?" he asked Gloria.
She and her two patents were sitting at the table. Little Gloria did not say a word. Her mouth was full of food. Gloria took a deep breath as she continued to eat.
It took Samwise a few minutes to walk back to his home. By that time, Elanor had had already gone through half of her lunch. Her mother, Rosie, was not impressed.
"I've been busy for the last few hours" Rosie told her daughter.
Elanor was not in the slightest interested at this moment in time. Like all hobbits, food was main priority for them.
"I did not cook it just so you could let it go cold"
Just then, the large round front door opened again. This time, it was Samwise. Samwise took a deep breath as he took coat off.
He could hear his wife talking in the kitchen. Now was the time to get back to his lunch. So, he walked down to the kitchen. Elanor and Rosie looked up at him as he walked in.
Elanor's eyes darted between her mother and her father.
"I think you have something to say to your father" Rosie told her.
It was more of an order then a reminder. The chair that Samwise sat on creaked. Samwise took a deep breath as he looked down at his meal. A boat of the richest gravy sat near by.
Samwise picked it up and poured it all over his lunch. Just as he started, his oldest daughter had finished. But little Elanor had not had enough.
Her eyes darted around the table. She smiled as she saw a sizable pile of parsnips in one of the porcelain trey. But, before she could start filling her plate up again, she was stopped.
"Elanor?" Rosie asked, gaining her attention.
Rosie did not have to say any more to her daughter to make her understand what needed to be done. Elanor took a deep breath and looked around to her father.
"Daddy?" Elanor asked, getting his attention.
"Yes?" he asked between mouthfuls of food.
"I'm… I'm sorry for being late" she said.
Samwise took a deep breath.
"And why were you late?" he asked.
Elanor took a deep breath and looked down.
"I wanted to explore" she answered.
Samwise stopped chewing and stared at his daughter. He knew that the day would come when Elanor would become curious about the boundaries of Hobbiton. But he did not think it would be this quickly.
Yes, he had brushed off Frodo's little adventure as a mistake. But, now that Elanor had said she wanted to explore, Samwise had to change his mind.
"Well, you can explore if you like. I am not saying you cant. All I want is you to be at the table with the rest of the family, understood?" he asked her.
Elanor gave a little smile and nodded.
"Yes, daddy" she answered.
The forest of Trollshaws was now flooded with light. Yet the fire still burned, giving off heat. Thirteen sacks full of dwarf were laying perilously close to the flames.
But a wizard, Gandalf, was there to help cut them free. Soon, all thirteen were surveying the stone statues of the trolls. But soon, all of them wanted answers from Bilbo to why he had not warned them.
After telling and retellings the dwarves what had happened, Bilbo had finally convinced them that he was telling the truth.
"Silly time to go practising pinching and pocket-pinching" Bombur said, shaking his head.
"When what we wanted was fire and food!"
"And that's just what you wouldn't have got off of those fellows, without a struggled in any case" Gandalf told them.
An idea was then placed into their head, Gandalf had figured out that the three trolls would need a cave or place to stay in.
Soon enough, Gandalf had found a place to stay. But, blocking the entrance was a large door. Bilbo watched at Gandalf tried to open it. a large key sat in the hobbit's pocket.
"Would this do?" Bilbo asked, finally taking the key out of his pocket.
"Why on earth did you not mention this before?" they cried.
Gandalf muttered as he took the key from Bilbo. There was a small keyhole embedded within the rock door itself. Gandalf slid the key into the lock and twisted it to the left.
Sure enough, the key worked. Gandalf smiled as he took the key out. The door swung open to reveal a cold, dark cave behind. Bilbo, the thirteen dwarves and Gandalf each walked in. The cave was dark, perfect for trolls to hide from the sun light.
Above them, a colony of bats hanging upside down. They let off little squeaks, almost inaudible to the ears of the dwarves and hobbit that stood below.
"Hmmm, more creatures" squeaked one of the bats.
The floor of the cave was littered with guano, bones and rotting food from the feasts that the trolls had had. But in the waste were dotted gems and gold coins to name but a few.
Clothing that belonged to unlucky victims that had strayed too close to the trolls. But there were far more precious items on the floor of the cave.
Gandalf took a deep breath as his old body bent so that he could pick up one of the many swords that lay on the ground. Thorin did the same, but it was much easier for him to look at.
The dwarf slid the sword of its dirty scabbard.
"These look like good blades" Gandalf said, sliding one out of its scabbard.
"They were not made by any troll, nor by any smith among men in these parts and days, but when we can read the runes on them, we shall know more about them"
Minutes past.
"Let's get out of this horrible smell" said Fili.
The other dwarves, including the hobbit, agreed. So, the dwarves carried pots coins, which were to be divided up at a later date, what food that they sought fit to eat and ale, which would be saved for harder times.
After finding a nice place to sit down. The night before had been disturbed, none of the company had had a wink of sleep.
Hours past as the thirteen dwarves slept. Bilbo found it hard to sleep in daylight. The birds were still singing their song as the dwarves, now littering the forest floor, lay with their back against the large trunks of trees.
Bombur had a tree all to himself. He was also the first to start snoring, followed closely by Balin and Bofur. Bofur's woollen hat sat on the end of his large, heavy mattock.
Bilbo finally fell asleep as he lay there, hands behind his head. The sounds and the light of day seeped away, to be replaced by darkness and silence.
Images of fire slipped over his eyes. Large roars and screams of terrified men, woman and children echoed around the fire lit valley. Building and people alike were burning.
Figures of hobbits ran into the surrounding fields. The flames from a large dragon arched into the air. Its giant wings flapped like thunderclaps as it took flight.
Bilbo was standing on a loan hill, watching the destruction of his beloved Hobbiton lay in ruins. Death and destruction reigned over the lands of the Shire.
A large hand woke Bilbo from his nightmare. His eyes opened to see an even scarier sight.
Dwalin.
He huffed and walked away, his armour jangled as he walked back to his seat. Bilbo sat up. For a few seconds, the little hobbit did not know where he was. But, as the sounds, smells and feeling came back, he understood that he was far from the safety of his wonderful homeland.
The large figure of Bombur was slaving over a large cauldron. Ori, one of the young dwarves, was busy slaving over a book. His hood had been drawn back from his head.
A quill was held in his right hand. Every so often, he would dip the pointed end of the quill into an ink pot that was nestled in the grass near to where he sat.
Bombur smiled as he dipped one of his large fingers into the mixture. Bilbo noticed a large smile slip across the large dwarf's face.
The next seconds, there was a lot of movement. The twelve other dwarves all broke from what they were doing. Bilbo was the last to take to his feet.
Bombur had started to dish out the food. As Bilbo got closer to the rabble of dwarves, he could smell what Bombur had been preparing.
It was a beef strew, it was the last of the beef.
"Ah, Bilbo" Bombur said, dipping his large ladle into the mixture that was left in the caldron.
Bilbo smiled, this amount of food not been seen since he left his home. A few loaves of very stale bread were past around. Bilbo knew that he could not refuse the offer of having more food.
Soon, all of the bread was gone, as well as the stew that Bombur had made. Bilbo surprisingly full for the amount he had had. Back home, Bilbo would have had at least four times the amount of food to feel this full. But, now days, food was in short supply and it was welcomed more then ever.
"We should get these pots of gold in the ground, hide them until a later date" Thorin said to Gandalf as they stood there.
Gandalf lent on his staff. He gave a small nod.
"I have a few spells that I could use" he told him.
A few minutes later, the rabble of dwarves started to move. Bilbo watched large pots of gold were moved from the cave, out into the warm air.
Soon, all of the barrels had been taken out into the May sun.
"We need to dig a large hole to put this all in, we can not lug this around with us"
So, the thirteen dwarves started to dig a large whole. Large enough to fit the six pots of gold inside. Soon, a large pile of mud and grass lay beside the hole.
"That'll do" Gandalf said, surveying the hole.
Nori's eyes slid around to his fellow dwarf. His hand slipped into one of the pots. A large handful of coins was then taken out. Nori gave a small smile as he placed his hand into pocket.
The coins jangled as he walked away. Dwalin was the only one that could lift the pots of gold by himself. Oin and Gloin were standing inside the large, deep hole.
The pots were arranged so that they were all upright and could not fall over. A few minutes later, all of them were now nestled safely in the hole.
The dwarves, not including the honourable Thorin, filled the hole back over. The soil slowly inched up and around pots. Finally, it covered their lids.
Bofur, Bifur, Oin, Gloin, Dwalin and Nori were all very thirsty by the end of their small bit of work. It was now Gandalf's turn to help hide it.
The wizard ordered the dwarves not to bother him for a few moments. By the time he had finished, the pots of gold were very much hidden.
Mya smiled as she sat with her back to the tree. Just a few miles away, deep in the forest of Trollshaws, were the three stone trolls in Bilbo's tales.
Origo and Mya were very hungry. But their hunger would soon disappear as Ivy produced a large plate of warm, delicious turkey for the puppy and a large, warm loaf of bread of Mya.
Origo wagged his tail as he stood there. He was itching to start eating. Mya smiled as she opened up the bad. She, unlike Origo, could not smell it right away. But, as she took the plate out of her bag, the smell hit her.
Origo's tail wagged faster as Mya put the plate down. The puppy instantly started to eat. Mya left the little pup to eat as she took out her food as well.
Mya smiled as she held the loaf, it was still warm. Ivy and Mya looked at each other and smiled. A small bit of the loaf was ripped off and eaten. Inside, a fluffy whiteness ran throughout. The crust was like a shell keeping it at bay.
Before long, both Origo and Mya had had their fill. Origo had stopped licking his plate, due to the fact that ivy had made is vanish.
Mya broke up the rest of the bread and threw it on the ground before her. Birds, that had perched high in the trees, watched as the party packed up and moved off.
Now was their chance. The first curious bird fluttered down from the rafters of the forest. Soon, as Origo and Mya walked away, lots of birds were feasting on the bread that had been left behind.
A large, jet black crow landed on the floor. The little robins and sparrows, colourful bullfinches that looked like something a hobbit would have thought up and coloured in with pastels.
Mya was now carrying Origo. He was too curious for his own good. Every few yards, something new would take his scenes. At first, Origo whimpered and struggled. But, after about thirty minutes, he had calmed down.
Mya smiled as she looked down at the fluffy pup. Origo's little brown eyes were darting around, following the nearest tree as it glided past.
As the hours past, Origo slowly fell asleep. Mya stopped as Origo snoozed. A large blanket was taken out of her bag. It was very warm and fluffy, perfect for Origo to snuggle up in.
The puppy gave a small whimper as he was wrapped inside of it. Both Mya and Ivy found this adorable. Like the many times that Ori had fallen asleep, his paws poked out either side of his fluffy head. His little ears flopped over his paws.
"I cant wait to start playing with him again" Mya whispered.
Ivy was standing on her shoulder, holding on a few strands of hair flowing from her head.
"You will, it's just a matter of time" Ivy told her.
Ivy and Mya talked until the sun went down. Mya took a deep breath as she listened to Ivy.
"And that's went things started to go from bad to worse" Ivy said.
Ivy had lived fear ever since the last leaf had fallen. For many years, nothing happened. There was no sign of other group of fairies. Her fear of another attack had slowly seeped away.
Now, she was happy to live in the forest again. she and her four friends fluttered around, discovering new and exciting things.
The weather had changed. For the last few days, it had been very sunny. Birds had been fluttering around all day. The five colourful fairies had been feasting on all the berries that they could eat.
But, as the sun rose, the rain started to fall. Ivy took a deep breath as she looked out of her little next, high in the trees. The sound of rain echoed through the forest.
Ivy took a deep breath. Her friends lived in the surrounding area. Ivy's little nest was very comfortable. Feathers, fallen off birds, had been piled in a small bed. That was where the little fairy slept.
Other then that, there was nothing else in her nest. For she did not need anything else. A blanket, weaved out of dried grass, sat near the bed. This was to keep the coldness out in the colder months.
Towards the south lay a small mountain range, surrounded by trees as far as the eye could see. Sometimes, Ivy would flutter up to the tallest part of her tree. The little fairy would sit there, sometimes all day and all night, just looking at the large mountain range in the distance.
As the day wore on, the rain slowly ceased. The clouds slowly inched their way north. Pale blue sky could be seen poking out through the thinning cloud.
The forest floor was now moist. Even though the rain had now stopped, drips of water still fell to the forest floor. Ivy smiled as the sun started to bake the land below.
She felt very strange as she stepped onto the branch just outside her nest. The air seemed clear and the wind was calm. Ivy smiled as she took a deep breath in. Smells of flowers seemed to have intensify.
All of the fragile creatures that had taken shelter had now come out. Ivy started to flutter her wings. Food was in order. But she was not the only one to have the same idea.
A yellow spot could be seen as Ivy circled closer to the forest floor.
"Good morning" she said, gently fluttering down.
Leila looked over. She smiled as she bit into a huge berry.
"Oh, morning, Ivy" Leila answered.
For a few seconds, Ivy struggled to rip the berry off of the bush. Ivy smiled as the berry finally came off.
"So, what are your plans for today?" Leila asked.
Ivy took a deep breath as she ripped of a small bit of skin.
"Well, I was just going stay around here, maybe explore a bit more" she answered.
Leila gave a little laugh.
"Exploring?" she asked.
"But, you've lived here for thousands of years, what else do you want to see?" Leila asked.
Ivy gave a small smile, there was something about her look that told Leila everything she needed to know.
"No, Ivy, no" she said.
"The mountains are too far away and too dangerous!"
This did not matter to Ivy. When she wanted to do something, she would do it.
"You could come with me if you want" Ivy said.
Leila took a deep breath. The drips from the canopy continued on hitting the brown, rotting leaves.
"How long do you think it'll take to get there?" she asked.
Ivy did not know, but it would take more then a full cycle of the sun to get there.
"What about the others?"
Ivy smiled.
"They can come too, it can be an adventure"
Thirty minutes past before the five of them had been rounded up.
"Ready?" Ivy asked.
Luna, the sparking silver fairy, smiled as she fluttered just inches from the ground. Petal and Rosa were standing there too. Unlike other groups of travellers, the fairies did not need water or packs of food. Nor did they need weapons. For weapons were fronded upon within their little group.
Ivy smiled as her four friends gathered around her.
"Ready?" she asked.
Her friends nodded. A few seconds later, the five of them fluttered off. But their journey would not go smoothly. For just a minute after taking flight, Ivy spotted something coming out of the canopy.
It was one of the fairies from the Decessus tribe.
"And where do you think you're going?" he asked.
This was one of Broin's spies.
"What so you want?" asked Ivy, stopping in midair.
The spy gave a small laugh.
"Careful, my friend, you do not want Thorry to tell you off" he said, smirking.
Petal, Luna, Leila and Rosa were all fluttering behind Ivy. Luna noticed some more fairies fluttering near the roof of the forest.
"You can say what ever you want" Ivy said, making things worse.
Her friends just wanted to go back to the safety of their part of the forest. But Ivy would not let the others walk all over her.
Her wings propelled her through the air. But, she was stopped in her tracks again. The spy gave a cold smile as he fluttered in front of her.
For the second time, Ivy moved, fluttering around him. But, like the first time, she was stopped.
"You are not allowed out of your little area of forest" he told her.
Ivy was very angry now.
"Make me" she said.
The next second, the green fairy zoomed away. It took just a second for the large, evil fairy to know what had happened. But he was not the only one who saw.
Ivy was now being chased by five other fairies, all intent on catching her. But, as the four colourful fairies watched the green dot zoom around, weaving in and out of sight, Luna, who had not been watching behind her, was grabbed around the neck.
She squealed as the large arm pulled her back. The three other fairies were now concentrating on Luna.
"Leave her alone!" Rosa shouted.
Ivy stopped fluttering and looked over at her friends. She could see the silver glow of Luna being held by another fairy.
"You can not win, Ivy" said a voice behind her.
Ivy slowly turned around.
"What do you want from us?" she asked.
"We do not want to fight you, we are no threat!" she told him.
The evil fairy simply smiled at her.
"And that is how it will remain, under our rule" he told her.
Ivy knew that they could not win against them, but she did not want to be ruled.
"What do you say?" he asked, giving Ivy a second chance.
"You can stay here, in peace and quiet for the rest of time" he said.
"Or, you can run away and be hunted and, most possibly, killed"
Ivy looked down. Her mind was working over time.
"There must be some other way" she said to herself.
But she could see none.
Gandalf, Bilbo and thirteen dwarves were slowly making their way east, towards Rivendell. They were just days from the Elven settlement. But it would be many days before they would reach it.
For day after day, they walked. Not a song nor story was told in those hours. Food was scares, but welcomed when ever the time came.
Bombur was now struggling to provide hot meals. His knowledge of the land seemed rusty. Bilbo had noticed, since the they had taken on the trolls, their food had worsened.
The party had a very mediocre lunch compared to their steeds. The ponies that they were travailing on seemed to have an endless supply of grass.
"At least they'll have a good supper" Bilbo thought, watching his pony eat.
"Here it is at last!" Gandalf said, stopped.
His pony stopped, so did the other fourteen ponies. The sound of rushing water came from deep below them. the group slithered down the path.
Bilbo's nose started to tickle. A new smell came to him. The smell of pine trees started to make the little hobbit drowsy as he trotted between Balin and Nori.
The broken spirits were slowly building up as they descended the valley. Bilbo tiredness had returned to him as he descended towards the rushing water below.
"Hmmm" he said, looking around.
"It smells like Elves!" he said.
Laughter, mainly at wiggling beards of the dwarves, rang out around them. Singing then rang out, mainly aimed at the dwarves. Bilbo's tiredness seemed to have slipped away. But it still, it lingered in his eyes, just waiting for a moment to strike.
"Well, well!" said a voice, echoing around them.
"Bilbo the hobbit on a pony, isn't it delicious?"
The elves burst into another song, just as silly and ridiculous as the last. Soon, a tall elf appeared out of the trees. Gandalf stopped his steed, the only one to sit upon a horse.
The elf bowed to Thorin and Gandalf.
"Welcome to my valley" he said.
"Thank you" croaked Thorin, looking away.
Gandalf had already dismounted and started to mingle with the elves like old friends.
Hours past as Mya walked. The three travellers continued on through the forest. Mya felt safer if she had placed to hide.
But Mya came across something that she did not expect. as the trees past, three large silhouettes came into view. Mya's eyes were still getting used to the deepening darkness.
Mya's breath was taken away as she came closer to the figures. The figures were in a seated position. Mya stopped, wondering if she had been spotted.
Ivy, who had been cuddled up in Mya's pocket, noticed that Mya had stopped walking. Luckily, Origo the puppy was still asleep. Mya looked down as the sleeping pup and tickled his ear.
A green light then came into being.
"Why have we stopped?" Ivy asked.
Mya gave a little nod towards the large figures. Ivy turned around. Her eyes slipped over to the three large figures.
"What are they?" Ivy whispered.
Origo's little nose glinted in the green light. Mya shrugged as she watched the little fairy fluttered closer.
"Maybe their friendly" Mya whispered.
But Ivy knew that trolls did not have the ability to be nice. Ivy then had an idea.
"Wait here" she said.
The next second, her wings started to propel her through the air, straight towards the trolls. Mya did not have a good feeling about this. But Ivy was most suited for this type of mission.
Ivy's heart raced as she slowly made her way towards the three figures. Mya could see Ivy rush from tree to tree, slowly getting closer and closer.
Snow had settled on the large monsters. Ivy poked her head around the tree. Mya watched as the little fairy inched towards the trolls.
Ivy took a deep breath, still not seeing the creatures move. Ivy looked around, she could see Mya hiding behind a tree. This did not raise her confidence.
A few minutes past before Ivy had gathered enough confidence to flutter towards them. As she did, she saw something strange covering one of its thick legs.
"Is that…" Ivy started.
As Ivy moved closer, she could see a carpet of moss. In fact, upon closer inspection, Ivy found that these creatures were made of stone.
"Stone?" she asked herself.
The little fairy looked up at the weathered statues. A few minutes later, the fairy fluttered back to Mya.
"What are they?" Mya asked, still holding Origo.
Origo gave a small whimper as he woke up. the warmth that Ivy had given him had now worn off.
"Trolls" Ivy whispered, knowing that Origo could now hear them.
Mya looked over at them.
"We should get moving" Mya whispered.
But Ivy had yet to tell Mya that they could not actually move. Mya took a deep breath, relived that she did not have to run away.
"Maybe they have a cave or something, I've seen trolls before, I know they do"
Mya took a deep breath.
"I guess we could go and find their cave" Mya said.
Origo whimpered louder. His little brown eyes opened. Hunger and coldness had returned.
"You awake, pup?" Mya asked, kissing his warm, soft face.
Ori gave a small whimper. A whimper that both Ivy and Mya knew only too well.
"We'll stop for food in a minute" Mya said.
She needed to trust Ivy's memory. Mya smiled as she gave the fairy a certain look.
"Lets find the cave" it said.
Ivy smiled and fluttered off. Mya continued to walk, the snow under her feet crunched as she took a step. Origo was now shivering.
"Not long, pup, I'm just finding a place to stay for the night"
Ivy fluttered on ahead, looking around. There were no large trees in the forest. There was no sign of any beings in this small forest.
Origo's little brown eyes picked out the massive trolls. Mya smiled as a little whimper came from her puppy.
"Don't worry, pup, they wont hurt you"
The night wore on as the three of them continued to search for a place to stay. Hunger was now getting to Mya too. Finally, after forty five minutes, Ivy and Mya had found the cave.
The cave was blacker then anything Mya had seen before. She took a deep breath as Origo turned his little head. Another small whimper came from him.
"Oh, it's just darkness puppy, it wont hurt you" Mya said.
Mya was just as scared as Origo as she reached the entrance. Ivy fluttered near by. Her light shone on just a small percentage of the cave.
A strange smell hit Mya as she walked in. Origo must have smelt it too due to his little whimper. Ivy fluttered around, her light casted strange shadows of the rocks that lay on the floor.
Mya took a deep breath.
"I guess this'll have to do for tonight" she thought.
Mya placed her pack, now very light, on the floor. She looked down at the floor. But she could not see much, just a black abyss.
Ivy smiled as she fluttered around, waiting for Mya to sit down. Origo gave a small yawn and a small whimper.
"You're right, I think we should have something to eat"
Ivy smiled, now it was her time to help. The little fairy fluttered around and swooped down towards Origo.
"Hungry" the puppy whimpered, following the path of the fluttering fairy.
Mya's bag, which was empty just a few seconds before, was now full. Mya smiled as she took out a large plate of warm turkey. But this was not to share. This was for Origo and Origo only. If Mya tried to steal even a small piece, Origo would whimper and whine.
"There you go" Mya said, unravelling the puppy.
Origo's little boy shook all over, his ears flopped over his head. The sound of the puppy eating echoed around the cave. The little puppy now had nothing to complain about. Ivy had fluttered close by, as Origo started eating.
Her magic had secretly worked on the poor pup, warming him up. But Ivy's magic did not only work on little Ori.
Mya felt like she had slid into the warmest bed in the whole of Middle-earth. The coldness that she had felt had gone.
Ivy had one more trick to perform. This was to produce a warm, crisp loaf of bread. Mya smiled as she watched the puppy.
"And now for my dinner" she told herself.
Mya started on her loaf. Her hunger slowly vanished as she ate. Origo had finished long before Mya did. A large yawn came over the pup. Ivy's green glow lit up the blanket laying on the cave floor.
Mya watched as the little pup made his way over to his blanket. A few seconds later, Origo snuggled up into a little warm ball.
Ivy found this incredibly cute. Origo rested his head on his fluffy paws. Before long, Ori had fallen into a deep sleep. His little chest rose and fell with every breath.
Mya was now ready for bed too, having consumed all of her bread. Ivy fluttered just a few feet away.
"See you in the morning, Ivy" Mya whispered.
Even though Mya was whispering, her voice still echoed around the cave. Ivy smiled.
"Have a good sleep" she answered.
Mya watched as the fairy swooped down to the floor. A smile came over Mya as a large pillow and folded blanket appeared out of thin air. Ivy fluttered upwards again.
"Thank you" Mya said, feeling the softness of the blanket.
Tonight, Mya would have the best nights sleep she had had in a very long time.