[Imladris]

Fellwyne leaned against the side of a tree and wiped her nose her sleeve. The battle still raged between the shieldmaidens and the orcs, but she thought about going back towards the Inn to get something warm, and the idea seemed most appealing. Maybe after that she could go back to her own home, retrieve her warm things from their varied neglected hiding places in her room, and return to the gloves to Ruthven.

With a nod, Felly decided that was the best course of action when she saw several children making a snow fort -- an extremely large snowfort. They were new, and did not look like folk from Rohan.

Circling around, she gathered up some snowballs and with a wild scream she hurled them at the children. Distantly, the thought came to her that she was alone, that they had a partially completed fort, and that they outnumbered her three to one.