Dru

Gondor. How it loomed in the distance. She frantically took step after step away from it, but somehow each step seemed to take her closer to her homeland.
It was not that she hated her homeland. Nay, it was quite the opposite for her. However, now, Gondor simply was associated, to her, with danger itself.

Why had she thought the journey would go more smoothly? Had she jinxed them by thinking such thoughts before? Dru had truly believed their little group was getting along much better. Yet somehow, one time she was not in Ost Guruth for a little while, it all fell farther than it had been before it looked better. 

After all of her companions had gone in to their tents to rest, she remained awake and thoughtful.

The night air was chilly, as most autumn nights were currently. The upside to such weather was the bright and numerous stars, leaning down so close as if to whisper to Dru's ear. What it was saying to her, she could rarely tell.
But this time it was all too clear.

"You fail. Again. You fail."

The voices were audible as she walked along, shaking her head and covering her ears. Dav didn't seem to hear them, but she did even through her hands.

 It is rather uncomfortable riding while sopping wet. Dav was to blame for this predicament, though Dru did not mind terribly.
 

Stitches. He was back in Bree-land, while Dru was on her way to Gondor. It was as if fate was ever telling them to stay apart. As if some force continued to separate them from each other. She had given her word, and even his return could not bring her to break it.

Memories came to Dru's head as she climbed the hill to the ruins where she had been sitting not too long ago. Such a lovely view it held. She could see essentially all of Bree from there, and beyond.

She smiled. This was likely the one place for her which only held decent memories.
Well. Except for that one time where Dav cornered her there, before she even truly knew him. He seemed to have a habit of finding her even when she didn't wish to be found.

Dru couldn't help but smile as she walked through the woods, on her way "home".
Somehow, Dav had taken her dark mood and turned it mostly around. Perhaps he simply specialized in changing moods, as it was normally the other way around.
But never had he brought on such dark, terrible thoughts as the night before had brought her.