The Wandering Elf

Before that one eventful day in Rivendell, Aravanna Dorthorian had never seen so much as a lick of neither a hobbit nor a dwarf. However, even in all her fascination, she never imagined that she'd grow to care for them as much as she did, or that she'd become so attached to them. Most importantly, she never, ever, not even in her wildest daydreams, imagined that, as a result of her wandering habits, she'd end up joining the dwarves on a journey across Middle Earth that would end in ice and flame.

*Sadly, I don't own The Hobbit or any of its characters. I do, however, own Ara, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't steal her away from me. Not that you'd want to; she's quite a handful.