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Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Merry? Merry? Nothing seemed Merry about this lot. But more like hugely irritating. They didn't seem to have much respect for his home, or taken his warnings into account. He hoped, things would soon be explained to him. Or he would really and truly loose his mind.

Kili blinked, as Gandalf seemed to register his curiosity. He smiled at the Wizard. "Thanks Gandalf." he said, with a nod as he promised to handle the lot. He took a slight breath, trying to compose himself, as he walked over to the mysterious she-elf. He cleared his throat a little. "Umm...Hello there...are you alright?" he asked, seeing the intense glare on her face; as she stared into the depths of the fire.

Suddenly, a loud knock could be heard. "Ah, he's here." Gandalf said, the merriment in the kitchen/dining room had stopped, and everyone poked their heads around. Gandalf walked over the small hobbit door, opening it up. There in the darkness of the night, stood Thorin Okeanshield. Leader of the Durin Folk, Uncle of Kili and Fili. "Gandalf." Thorin greeted. "I thought you said, this place was easy to find. I lost my way twice...I wouldn't have found my way here, if it wasn't for that mark."

"Mark? What mark?...there's no mark. That door was freshly painted, a week ago." Bilbo said, as he narrowed his eyes at the new arrival...before glancing at his door. But he saw nothing.

"There is a mark." Gandalf told Bilbo "I put it there myself." he smiled a little. Maybe a little bit nervously. "Bilbo Baggins, allow me to the introduce the leader of our company. Thorin Oakenshield."

Glancing back at the Dwarf, Thorin took a step closer. Glancing down at Bilbo. "So, this is the Hobbit." he said as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Tell me Mr, Baggins have you done much fighting?" he asked, as he circled him around, taking him in.

"What?" Bilbo looked a little stunned.

"What's your Sword? Your Weapon of Choice?" Thorin questioned, before he took a place near his nephew Fili. Looking down at the Hobbit.

"Well, I have some skill in Conkers, if you must know." Bilbo said, with a slight smile on his face. "But, I fail to see why that's relevant."

"Thought as much." Thorin said as he glanced back towards his family and friends. "He looks more like a Grocer, not a thief." His words earned a few chuckles, especially from his young nephew Kili.

Bilbo blinked, looking offended "T...Thief? I beg your pardon...I never stole anything in my life!" Bilbo was quite offended. This was it...he had enough.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Bilbo sighed, as he looked down at the group of Dwarfs on his floor. Before he looked up at the Wizard and the Strange woman, with a black cloak and yellow colored eyes. "This had better be good." Bilbo grumbled, he didn't like intrusions like this. He wondered, what was the reason behind all of this. Gandalf seemed amused, by his annoyance. That seemed to set his teeth on edge a little bit more.

It wasn't long before the new arrivals started to look around. Some began to join their friends for a feast...whilst Bilbo had to keep a few from touching everything, they saw in sigh. "No don't touch that..." "That's old..." "That belonged to my grand-mother." Bilbo was getting exasperated of repeating the same words over and over again.

Soon enough, the food was gone from the Pantry. The only thing left, was an old piece of cheese and hard piece of bread. Bilbo stared at the empty pantry, with a clenched jaw. Kili noticed a woman, among the arrivals of his other Dwarf family and friends. She looked rather intimidating, for a she-elf. Maybe it was the color of her eyes, or that cloak. He wasn't sure what it was. But it seemed, she was a force not to be reckoned with. Despite, that he felt somewhat curious about her. Who was she? Was she supposed to help too?

"Excuse me, what should I do with my plate?" One of the Dwarfs came, up to Bilbo. Holding an empty plate in his hands. Before Bilbo could say anything, plates began to fly around...as Kili, Fili and another dwarf in the kitchen got down to work.
"Excuse me...that's my mothers, before her christening...it's over a 100 years old!" Bilbo yelled out, in frustration. Gandalf ducked a few times with a grunt, as plates flew over his head and past his sides. Some of the other Dwarfs began to plate with the Knives, Forks and Spoons, creating a tune along to the plate tossing. As Bilbo squeezed into the kitchen, he sighed "And can you not do that? You'll blunt the knives."

"Ooooh...you hear that lads! He says, we'll blunt the knives." One of the Dwarfs said, as they all seemed to Ignore what Bilbo warned them off.
"Blunt the Knives, Bend the forks." Kili began to sing...the others soon joining in. Biblo just sighed with an annoyed look across his face. He really felt like strangling someone with his bare hands.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

As Balin and Dwalin began to rummage in the pantry for more food. Bilbo sighed he glanced out of the door...making sure no one else was coming. No one seemed to be around, so he closed the door. He walked over towards the two Dwarfs. "I...excuse me. I hate to Interrupt...But...the thing is...I am not entirely sure, you're in the right house."

"It's not that, I don't like visitors. I like visitors, as much as the next Hobbit. But I do like to know them, before they come...visiting." The pair of Dwarfs seemed to ignore him, chatting among themselves about cheese, or whatever it is they found. "The thing is....the thing is...I don't know, either of you. Not in the slightest. I don't mean to be blunt, But I am just speaking my mind...I am sorry." Biblo spoke, his hands raised in the air slightly.

Balin turned around, suddenly. "Apology accepted." he told the Hobbit. That was when the younger Hobbits Arrived.

As Bilbo had more visitors, he looked at the two young Dwarfs. The younger of the two brothers, had dark long hair. "And Kili...at your service." The pair bowed before Bilbo. "You must be Mr Boggins." Kili said with a smile.

"No...you can't come in! You come to the wrong house." Biblo said, trying to shut the door in their faces.
"What?!" Kili gasped, stopping Bilbo from closing the door. "Has it been cancelled?"

Biblo once again, looked confused. What the heck was going on? He had no idea. "Cancelled...what...no...nothing's been cancelled."

"That's a relief." Kili grinned,he pushed past the Hobbit walking inside of the Hobbit's home. Leaving Bilbo staring after him, at his slightly rude manner for barging in like that.

"It's nice, this place." Kili said, after he took a brief look around. "Did you do it yourself?"

"No...No..it's been in the family for years." Bilbo said, as he glanced over his shoulder. He saw Kili was cleaning the bottom of his shoes, on a piece of family heritage. "No...no don't do that! That's my mother's treasure chest."

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

After Gandalf left; Biblo kept glancing out of the window every once in a while...sometimes out the door to make sure the Wizard was really gone. Once he was satisfied, he was alone. He went about his business as usual.

That evening, Bilbo was almost done preparing his dinner. His tea was in a pot, brewed and ready for drinking. As he was squeezing the lemon over the juicy chicken. The doorbell rung. Bilbo frowned to himself, looking confused. He wasn't expecting company. He sighed and walked through his Hobbit home, until he reached the front door. There he was met by the Dwarf named Dwalin. Confused, Bilbo blinked as the dwarf entered his home, asking about supper. As the dwarf ate his meal, Bilbo closed his eyes at the sound of the crunching. He only managed to save one bread roll for himself, before he handed the plate to the Dwarf whom had asked for more.

Another doorbell. Making his way to the door again. Bilbo saw a white haired Dwarf standing there. "Balin, at your service." he greeted with a small bow, and smile.

"Good evening." Bilbo looked a little stunned, to see another Dwarf at his doorstep.

"Yes, it is a good evening." Balin smiled "Although, I think it might rain bit later." he said pointing at the sky. He then walked inside "Am I late?" he asked, rubbing his hands together.

"Late...for what?" Bilbo asked, his brow furrowed. Hearing a clanking from another room, Balin looked around and smiled when he saw his brother. "Evening Brother." he said walking towards the other Dwarf.

Harry Potter: The Foreign Exchange (Wolf Lover and EasilyAmused)

As the young man turned around. His tall frame towered over her, as Melina was only 5'6". His charming smile, was enough to make any girl whom went to the school blush. But Melina, just returned the smile with a warm, soft smile of her own. As she listened to him talk about his sisters. She nodded with an understanding look across her face. She knew how he felt. Her elder brother Bjorn was the only one, that was sorted out into the House of Sigefroi. Whilst, she and her other brother Adrian belonged to Melusina, after their father.

"Just because, they're in a different house doesn't mean you can't protect them. If they need you, they'll come to their big brother." Melina tried to reassure him. "But both houses, seem rather friendly...I am sure, they'll have some friends looking out for them in their own houses." she said with a smile. A slight giggle escaped her lips, as he mentioned rambling about himself. "Maybe it won't be so bad for you either, like you said...you'll get some free time to do what you love." she smiled softly.

She just shook her head, with a warm smile on her lips. "Melina...Melina Mayer. It's lovely to meet you Zander." She said gently, as she shook his hand. "Thank you, it looks very homey here...I like it." she said, referring to the Common Room.

"Aww my gosh." An excited first year Ravenclaw gasped "Are you the sister of Bjorn Mayer? He's one of the best Chasers for Luxembourg Team." A clear Quidditch fan asked. Melina was used to people, asking about her brother Bjorn, anytime they heard the last name Mayer. It didn't really bother her anymore.

Melina smiled down at the first year and she nodded. "Yes, I am. He just got promoted to Captain, over the Summer." A few other Quidditch fans, gasped out with an excited expressions on their face.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

My Dear Frodo,
You asked me once, if I had told you everything there was to know about my Adventures. And whilst, I can honestly say. I have told you the truth...I may not have told you, all of it. I am old now Frodo. I am not the same Hobbit, I once was. I think, it is time for you know...what really happened.
It began long ago. In a land, far away to the East. In like, you will not find in the world today....

As the elderly Hobbit, sat. He began to reminisce about his adventure back in his youth. Writing everything down, into a leather bound book. So that one day, his dear nephew Frodo. Would know his tales and achievements.

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60 Years earlier....

It was a bright, sunny day in the Shire. Bilbo Baggins, was outside of his comfortably, cozy home. Sitting on a bench, as he enjoyed the fresh air. Puffing on his Pipe, as he basked in the sunlight. Feeling free, with no worries and no things to disturb him. But that day...it began with the awkward visit from Gandalf. The Grey Wizard. His eyes had been closed, not seeing whom had walked in front of him that very moment.
He chocked on the smoke...as it re-entered his mouth and nose. "Good Morning." The Hobbit, greeted the stranger with a slight awkwardness.
"What do you mean?" The tall, cloaked man asked. "Do you mean to wish me good morning, or do you mean it is a good morning, Wether I want it or not? Or Perhaps you mean to say, you feel good on this Particular Morning? Or are you simply stating, that this is a morning to be Good On?"

Bilbo had stopped puffing on his pipe. Watching the Wizard with a slight awkward, maybe a little bit confused expression. "All of them, at once I suppose." he muttered after a while. After taking a puff, he asked. "May I help you?"
"That remains to be seen.." The Wizard Spoke "I am looking for someone to share, in an Adventure."
"An Adventure? I Don't imagine, anyone west of Bree would be interested in one of those." Bilbo rose an eyebrow, standing up. He walked over to his post box, pulling out a few letters. "Nasty, disturbing, uncomfortable things. You'd be late for dinner..." he scoffed, before he began to look through his mail, puffing, grunting and nodding at the envelopes, as he looked them over.

Camp-Half Blood (Wolf Lover x Rhynn91)

"Well...it's true I guess...but..." Jason spoke as he looked at Emeris. "....Don't joke about that." he shook his head "I am pretty sure, she'd kill me...if I left you to such fate." He didn't like the idea, of leaving him alone of things went wrong. But he did promise, he would get Harmony out first.

As they walked over to the Taxi. Jason took of his backpack, setting it in the trunk. Harmony set her bag in the back of the trunk aswell...as the trunk closed...she sat in the middle, with Jason sitting by the other window..

"A week sounds good." Jason and Harmony nodded in agreement. They didn't want to bother his parents too much, but they also knew that it'd be likely. They'd try and talk them out of this. "Let's just, try and break it to them gently...so they don't freak out." Harmony said softly.

"Gently...how are we supposed to do that Gently?" Jason asked.

"Well for starters, don't mention there's a possibility...we could die...avoid that subject. Don't want them talking us out of it on day one." Harmony warned Jason.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Kili.

• Brother of Fili. Son of Dis and Vili. Godson of Saeril. One of the Durin's Folk.
• Nephew of Thorin. Good Friend of Yavanna *Considers her a sister*
• Dwarf from the Lonely Mountains. The last Son of Durin.
• Member of the Fellowship of the Ring.
• Friend of Legolas, Aragorn, Tauriel, Gimli and the Hobbits
• Acquaintance of Boromir.
• Weapons: Sword, Bow and Arrows.

Thorin Oakenshield.

• Son of Thrain. Known as the King Under the Mountain or Mountain King.
• Dwarf from the Lonely Mountains.
• Uncle to Fili and Kili. Friend of Bilbo, Yavanna and Saeril. *Slightly complicated relationships with all 3*
• Killed During the Battle of Five Armies.
• Weapons: Orcist, Axe, Dwarven Sword, Lake-Town Sword, Dwarven Regal Sword, Dwarven Shield, Okean Branch.

Thranduil Greenleaf.

• Son of Oropher. Father to Legolas. Known as the Woodland King.
• King of the Woodland Realm Mirkwood.
• Family friend of Yavanna's family.
• Weapons: Sword.

Tauriel.

• Silvan Wood-Elf.
• Captain Guard, of the Mirkwood Realm. Close friend of Legolas. *Considers him a brother*, Friend of Yavanna.
• Banished from Mirkwood after the Battle of Five Armies. Finds Refugee in Rivendell
• Member of the Fellowship of the Ring.
• Friend of Gandalf, Aragorn, Kili, Gimli and the Hobbits
• Acquaintance of Saeril and Boromir.
• Weapons: Bows and Arrows, Dual Daggers.

Bilbo Baggins.

• Hobbit of the Shire.
• Friend of Gandalf the Grey/The White.
• Ring Bearer, Adventurer.
• Uncle to Frodo.
• Weapons: Sting *Elvish Shortsword*.

Aragorn II Elessar.

• Son of Arathorn.
• Strider, Heir to the throne of Gondor. Partner to Arwen.
• Member of the Fellowship of the Ring. Friend of Legolas, Yavanna, Tauriel, Gimli, Kili, Saeril, Frodo, Sam, Merry, Pippin and Boromir.
• Other friends include Haldir, Éomer.
• Weapons: Anduril.

Gimli.

• Son of Gloin.
• Dwarf, Member of the Fellowship of the Ring. Friend of Legolas, Aragorn, Tauriel, Yavanna, Kili, Frodo, Sam, Merry and Pippin.
• Acquaintance of Saeril, Boromir.
• Lord of the Glittering Caves.
• Weapons: Battle Axes.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

BASIC

Full Name: Yavanna Nienna Undomiel
Goes By (Nicknames): Yavvie (Elven Children), Yavanna (All), The Brightest Star of Rivendell, Bright Star of Middle-Earth. Dearest Child, Dearest Grand-daughter (By Her Grand-Parents)
Royal titles: Lady of Rivendell/Lady of Imlardis. Princess of Rivendell/Imlardis, Her Highness/Your Majesty.
Other Titles: Daughter of the Stars, A 'Sensitive' others refer to her a Psychic.
Age: 67 *Looks 18-19*
Gender: Female
Race: Elven Hybrid *Mortal, Noldor and Sindarin Bloodlines*
Other Bloodlines: Teleri and Vanyar *Through her Grand-mother Galadriel's relatives*, *Maiar through her father and his relatives*. Celestial*Through her mother.*
10/20 Elvish, (5/10 Noldor, 3/10 Sindarin, 0.5/10 Telerin, 1.5/10 Vanyar) 7/20 Mortal, 3/20 Maiar

APPEARANCE
Face Claim: Adelaide Kane
Hair Color: Raven Black
Eye Color: Green *Sometimes crystal Blue, when Sad/Grieving. Intense brighter Blue, when Stubborn. Silver when Angry/Betrayed.*
Skin Tone: Creamy
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 118 Lbs
Body Build: Slim

Weapons:

Rivendell Weapons

Bow:

Sword:

Daggers *From Lake-town* 4 of these:

Sword from Erebor:

Overall Appearance

Combat Suit:

Dresses for Two Towers/Return of the King


Her Cloak

PERSONALITY

OVERALL PERSONALITY
Likes: Hobbits, Elves, Dwarfs, Humans, Nature, Music, Dance, Peace in Middle Earth, Summer, Starry Skies, Rivers/Seas/Oceans, Animals.
Dislikes: Death, War, Orcs, Greed, Liars
Strengths: Combat/Fighting, Healing/Medicine, Intellect, Singing, Conscience Views, Kindness to Strangers, High Resistance to Harsh Temperatures, Enhanced Senses ect.
Other Skills: Star Light Manipulation, Elven Magic, Telekinesis, Acrobatics.
Other Powers: Telepathy/Visions, Telekinetic Hovering/Flight, Light of Purity-Deadliest to any evil enemies.
Weaknesses: Horseriding *Arwen's the faster rider*, People taking advantage of her niceness, Stuborness
Fears: Spiders, Sauron/Saruman, Loosing her loved one's

Elegant | Compassionate | Tender-Hearted | Fun Loving | Courageous | Innocent | Pure | Talented

Yavanna is the youngest child of Lord Elrond and Lady Celebrian. Many people, of Middle Earth believe that she and Arwen; are the symbol of peace and love in Middle Earth. Just like her elder sister, Arwen. The young elf is blessed with beauty and grace. Over her life, she's been taught the magic of healing. She's a skilled, talented healer among her people. Being Innocent, some people take advantage of her loving sweetness and niceness.

There is an Pureness about the young she-elf. Yavanna never hates; no matter what the other person may think off her. It's not something, she's capable off. She believes, that most of Middle-Earth are not enemies. They all belong in this world; no matter what race they come from. She values life, and is friends with most. A value, that is not seen in many others. Yavanna will often defend others; even if she does not know them too well.

Due to her rare elven Bloodlines of Noldor, Teleri and Vanyar. Three of the Elven blood-lines, that are not so common in Middle Earth anymore. Yavanna has talents and knowledge of Elvish Magic. Her father, Lord Elrond has Maiar blood; allowing him and his children of magical talents. It comes naturally, especially to Yavanna. Her powers come from the heart, at times her emotions can even control her abilities.

Whilst she's young and curious. Yavanna has explored parts of Middle Earth. She knows the forests outside of Rivendell, rather well. Having ventured out there many times. Lothlorien being one of her favorite places, as her grandparents live there. She's not afraid of adventure and helping those whom need help. When Young Bilbo and company, come to Rivendell during their quest. She is there to offer some guidance and help, with along with her father and grand-mother Galadriel. Be-befriending a few of the dwarfs in that period of time.

After Thorin and his company leave; Yavanna decides to join the company on their task to reclaim Erebor. Despite Thorin's cold, harsh demeanor and reservation, with her joining. Yavanna is set on helping the Durin King and his family/friends. Proving to be a rather valuable alley, and eventually helping warm Thorin up to her and Saeril. She helps, save Thorin numerous times through out the quest. Forming a strong bond with his two nephews and the she-elf Saeril.

When the company gets captured by the elves of Mirkwood. Yavanna tries to reason with King Thranduil, about the release of the Dwarfs. In the midst of it all, she meets the young Legolas. After meeting his son, Legolas. The pair have a slightly shaky start to the start, but despite his coldness. Yavanna saves his life, during the company's escape from Mirkwood. Yavanna finds herself drawn to him soon enough. The pair grow closer, after sticking together for a while. Yavanna is present, during the defeat of Smaug and Battle of Five armies, to save Middle Earth. After Fili's death, Yavanna grieves over the young Dwarf...as he had been one of her closest friends. Her best-friend in fact. Whilst he will be missed by her greatly, he will always be remembered.

Many years later, young Frodo now has Bilbo's ring...and is on a task to destroy it. Yavanna becomes a part of the Fellowship of the Ring. Helping the young Hobbit on his quest. Growing protective of the young Hobbits, that are in need of guidance and helping hand.

BACKGROUND
Place of Birth: Rivendell *Also known as Imlardis.* The Last Homely House East of the Sea
Family:
~ Lord Elrond *Father; Alive* *Half-Elf*
~ Lady Celebrian *Mother; Unknown;Presumably Deceased* *Sindarin/Noldor Elf*
~ Elladan and Elrohir *Brothers. They are Twins; Alive* *Half-Elves*
~ Arwen *Sister; Alive* *Half-Elf*
~ Elros Tar-Minyatur, King of Numenor *Uncle; Deceased* *Half-Elf*
~ Galadriel *Grandmother; Alive* *Noldor Elf*
~ Lord Celeborn *Grandfather; Alive* *Sindarin Elf*
~ Eärendil the Mariner *Grandfather; Deceased* *Half-Elf*
~ Elwing the White *Grandmother; Deceased* *Half-Elf*
~ Finarfin, Prince of the Noldor *Great-Grandfather; Deceased* *Vanyar Elf*
~ Eärwen *Great-Grandmother; Deceased* *Telerin Elf*
~ King Finwë *Great, Great-Grandfather; Unknown* *Noldor Elf*
~ King Olwë *Great, Great-Grandfather; Deceased* *Telerin Elf*
~ Lady Indis *Great, Great-Grandmother; Unknown* *Vanyar Elf*

Other Relations:
~ Legolas Greenleaf *Love Interest/Mate; Alive* *Sindarin Elf*
~ Thranduil Greenleaf *Family Friend; Alive* *Sindarin Elf*
~ Tauriel *Acquaintance/Friend; Alive* *Silvan Elf*
~ Bilbo Baggins *Acquaintance/Friend; Alive* *Hobbit*
~ Kili Durin *Friend; Alive* *Dwarf*
~ Fili Durin *Friend; Deceased* *Dwarf*
~ Dis *Acquaintance; Alive* *Dwarf*
~ Thorin Oakensheild *Friend; Deceased* *Dwarf*
~ Searil Hermiaen *Acquaintance~Later Friend/Mother Figure; Alive* *Elven Hybrid (Noldor/Sindarin/Silvan Elf)*
~ Aragorn II Elessar *Friend; Alive* *Man*
~ Haldir *Friend/Mentor; Alive* *Silvan Elf*
~ Gandalf the Grey/White *Friend; Alive* *Maiar*
~ Frodo Baggins, Samwise Gamgee, Peregrine Took (Pippin) and Meriadoc Brandybuck (Merry) *Friends; Alive* *Hobbits of the Shire*
~ Gimli *Friend; Alive* *Dwarf*
~ Azog the Defiler, Bolg *Enemies; Deceased* *Gundabad Orcs*

Harry Potter: The Foreign Exchange (Wolf Lover and EasilyAmused)

As Melina made her way to the common room. She looked around the castle, in awe. There were 142 grand moving staircases around the castle. A few of the first year students, gasped upon the stairs moving. The walls of the castle, were covered in plagues...and paintings. Not your ordinary paintings. But moving paintings of famous witches and wizards over the centuries. A few of them, noticed Melina. Looking at her in curiosity. They hadn't seen her before. She caused a bit of an interest, among them.

She smiled a little nervously, at them. She wasn't used to so many paintings staring at her.

The stair cases, were soon flooded with students. All making their way towards their common room's. As the Ravenclaw's finally came to the fifth floor. They made their way up the long spiral staircase, till they came to a door, that was located as the entrance to their common room. Melina looked at the door in front of her...there was no keyhole, no door handle...the first year students mumbled how odd it was.

"How do we get inside?" One of the first years frowned, confused.

Melina had her lips pursed. Riddles...she remembered, one of the Hogwarts Common Room's...was entered via riddles. Walking over towards the door, she lightly took the eagle shaped knocker...and knocked on the wooden door.

"Ah...new students." The eagle knocker breathed out, as if it came to life. "If you shall wish to enter. Tell me, what is the translation of Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus?"

Murmurs broke out between, the first year students. They recognized the quote...well some of them did. It was the School's Motto...but none of them really knew Latin. So they were stuck. Melina seemed to be the only one, who looked deep in thought. She had an interest in Latin...so she was translating it inside of her head.

"Never tickle a sleeping dragon." The door swung open, at her words...letting the first years and Melina inside of the common room. The room was beautiful, she could see the Blue and Golden decorations. The blue, made her feel at home. Everyone was looking around, what would be their new hang out. There was a fire crackling, by the sitting area.

As Melina took everything in. She noticed a young male...around her age staring out of the window. He didn't look too upbeat. She wasn't sure, if he was alright...was he missing someone? Walking over, she cleared her throat slightly. Not wanting to make him jump. "Why so sad?" she asked, her foreign accent was visible. But her voice laced with concern.