Elenwe shook her head when she heard raised voices coming from the courtyard. She walked over to it, expecting to see Kerowyn yelling at Lindir about something, but to her surprise saw Luna and Elrohir arguing with each other. Kerowyn and Lindir stood there, wide eyed, watching their friends stand face to face yelling at each other. Elenwe couldn’t believe her eyes. This never happened!

“I don’t care! I’ll do what I think is right!” Luna yelled at Elrohir.

“That’s funny! What you think is right, I think is wrong!” Elrohir yelled back. Elenwe slid over to Kerowyn.

“What are they arguing about?” Elenwe whispered. Kerowyn looked at her.

“We are all going to Lorien soon…well, some of us. And Luna does not want to go…” Kerowyn whispered back. Elenwe looked surprised. “But Luna loves Lorien.”

“Not right now…Luna may love Lorien…but she hates the journey, and she hates dealing with the ‘stray leaves looking for a tree’ as she puts them.”

Elenwe looked confused. “Stray leaves looking for a tree?” She questioned.

Lindir laughed. “You mean you haven’t noticed that everytime we go to Lorien there is always a bunch of elves following Luna. She calls them puppies and tries to steer clear of them. But they don’t leave her alone. And with the end of the week is the “Festival of the Moon”, in which moon elves would traditionally give gifts to the goddess Ithil, all the ‘puppies’ follow her around even more, wanting to take part in the personal ritual.”