Their journey thus far had been short and uninteresting for the most part, but to Lumiel it was refreshing in a way. Never before had she traveled with a group of people, a group of people with whom she shared a common purpose. Not all of them got along well, but for the most part they were all congenial enough. A few of the hobbits didn't seem to take to the food, or grub as they termed it, but Lumiel knew that they would get used to it soon.
For her it wasn't the food or the constant traveling that mattered, it was what she saw along the way. The dawn as it sparkled jewel-bright on the fresh green grasses, the sound of the birds waking up the world, the stars at night giving a glimpse of that which lay beyond death...or at least that was what she saw anyway.
She kept to herself but not in a cold, aloof way. Rather, she seemed thoughtful and quiet, but warm in manner. She had little to add to what Thoronmir decided for their course, she knew how to track, but she had never traveled anywhere near here before. She felt somewhat useless so far as she simply seemed to tag along invisibly and had not yet had to keep watch for the group. She never dwelled on the thought for long and turned her mind instead to possiblities for what happened to Eodwine and what they may encounter.
The only thing she really disliked so far was Falco's treatment of Falowik. Falowik was a good man, that much she knew instinctively though she did not know the man well. There was nothing in his outward nature that hinted at any sort of deception and the small glimpse that she had so far seen of what was within him seemed true to her eye. Falco seemed to be an arrogant hobbit set on having his way. She tried to keep herself from making any judgements, she didn't know Falco or why he was the way he was. Nonetheless, she did not appreciate what he was doing for the group so far. If they were to have any chance in their journey, they had to work together and most importantly trust each other.
As the second day wound down, she set down a blanket and rolled up her cape beneath it as a pillow. She stared up at the night sky getting lost in its infinite pattern and felt into a strange sleep that gave her peace.
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