Poppy remained close to the others as Gandalf took the roll call. The last thing she wanted was to be left behind. She shivered at the thought, she longed for adventure. On the brighter side, at least she had broken the ice with a few people, even if it had involved being squashed slightly under Andreth and Bethberry. Thankfully, the only thing that had been dented was her dignity, and that little.
As the group set off, Poppy felt a surge of excitement rise up and bubble in her heart. This was indeed very different from her wild roaming about the Shire. This was a true adventure. And to a hobbit just out of her tweens, the experience was exhilarating, to say the least.
She looked with interest at the members of the group that she had not yet spoken with, Alearindu, Volondil, and a few others. She hoped to have the chance later in the journey, but at first wanted to find her feet and strive not to make mistakes that would have consequences for the rest of the group.
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