[Yavanna Kementari]

As the young hobbit ripped at Dona with her words she noted that this child had seen harder times than some of Hobbits in their full adulthood. Dona mused at the fact she had noticed her winking, even as she ate her meal.

Dona's eyebeows raised and a half grin mixed with a hint amusement spread across her face.

" You know Don,you are not so childlike as one should think. Life isn't always as it seems," Dona said with a look of sincere pity on her face. "But I will not bother you about that you now, I must go see if Nuru needs some help."

And with a kind smile Dona quickly walked back to Nuru.

" My gosh what has aged this child so quickly?" Dona asked Nuru.

" What could possibly be going on in the world that a child must fend for themselves just as well as an adult could." Dona said to Nuru. And right after she said it, there was a loud thump, and the room got quiet. In the door way stood a dwarf. Not just a dwarf but an armed dwarf!

Dona whispered in a low defensive tone.

" Thats why Youngins have to grow up so fast, every one walking around bearin arms all the time, you'd think there was a war goin' on over yonder hill."

Nuru said nothing in response to Dona's comment, she just looked at the Dwarf with a loss for words.

Now Belladona was just as headstrong as her name was and was not afraid of much at all. But she knew that in the company of Elves, Dwarves were not so welcomed by them, and from the look on the dwarfs face he wasn't so comfortable either.

Dona whispered with a smile " Nuru, " I'll get this one."

The dwarf hung his axe up and took a seat close to the fire. Dona slowly approached him.

"Hullo there handsome,can I get you something?" she said smiling at the dwarf. She tried to take the edge off by approaching him first.

He was somewhat taller than she,aven though he was sitting. He wore a light brown tunic that was dusty and a grey cloak that he tried to hide his armour with,but the glow of it shone right through the cloth.

"Whats your name?" Dona said to him. He stood there looking at her with a loss for words.

[ January 07, 2003: Message edited by: Yavanna Kementari ]