Well... I rode back about two hours ago. The pony didn't stop in the place where he did last night, and I'm beginning to wonder if there was really someone there... or if it was who I thought I saw.

In any case, I seem to be out of the odd mood I was in, at least, to some extent. The same thoughts just keep running through my mind...

I slip into my pony's stall, virtually unnoticed. I've been told that he's alright now, but I check him over anyway, running my hands down his forelegs, searching for swelling or heat. Nothing. Slowly, I brush him and check his hooves, thinking. I put that away, and even more slowly, tack up, trying to remember what goes where, where things ( Read more... )

Am... disoriented. Don't seem to remember coming here at all. Actually... the last thing I think I remember is the fight for Sporkdor, getting hurt, and the storm. Um... yeah. I think that's it ( Read more... )

Seemingly, more of my siblings have discovered livejournal in the past few days. I think that makes eleven out of the thirteen of us now (*crosses fingers, hoping that the other two choose to remain silent*). So, um... hi?

I haven't decided yet whether or not I'm going to hang around for Dad and Mr. Frodo's wedding, I might just take Merry's ( Read more... )

This is all so... strange. One of my sisters has seemingly gone insane, or something... I'm not quite sure what's going on, exactly... and I should, shouldn't I? I mean... it's my sister and all. But I guess that's why most of my siblings, especially the younger ones, generally shared a dislike for me. I could always manage to turn my back on ( Read more... )

Alright, well, here's the update I promised.

Before this whole flood thing, it was brought to my attention that my sister was stranded at Weathertop in a particularly... unpleasant situation. So although my younger siblings generally annoy me, nobody else was anywhere near, so it was time for me to play the part of the rescuer... but not before I ( Read more... )

I think it's time for an update...

...but first, can somebody please send some help my way? In the meantime, I'll just be sitting here panicking about the end of the world...

Well... I'm heading home again. Farry left to be the bartender at Isildur's Secret, Merry went back to the Windlord's place, and Frodo and Mike also left. So Merry saw me off before he went wandering on his own. Hopefully, I'll still be able to get to my old room without running into any Sporkwraiths, or whatever is currently stationed there...

Apparently Merry, Frodo, and Michael will be joining Faramir and I soon. Never knew Weathertop was such a popular place. *shrugs* Ah, well, the more the merrier.