[Mattius]

As the group had made ther way over the mountain pass the sun had quickly suck in front of them, leaving an outline of the tallest trees in Fangorn. Radagast had pushed them to go faster, the mortals were surprised that someone who looked so old could move at such a pace. Every so often he would mutter to himself about how he had been so foolish to not come to Fangorn earlier.

"It won't be long now," Calen said to LinGalad.

"Until what?" He asked innocently.

"Until we reach Fangorn," she replied frowning.

Mattius quietly laughed shaking his head whilst he rubbed his eye.

"Oh.." said LinGalad.

The ground had begun to get harder and less snow was about. The decent had begun from and now on they were beginning to find their feet on one of the many forrest paths that led into the heart of ancient Fangorn.

"Not long then?" LinGalad tried out. Ajada gave him a dirty look but Endereth smiled and nodded leaving the elf feeling proud.

Indeed, it wasn't long, soon trees began to sprout up either side of the path, small at first but began to get bigger. The darkness was now all consuming, and subconciously the group slowed their pace and moved closer together to avoid becomming lost. Eventually Radagast stopeed them.

"We are here," he said. In the gloom some twenty feet in front of them down the path the trees reached up to enourmous heights. The wood was twisted and bent, threatening and terrifying in the dark. Radagast led them in with Calentoliel and Endereth behind him followed by LinGalad, Avery, Ajada and Kalir with Mattius and the back, sword in hand.