The fellowship were resting tonight. Gandalf had chosen you to come along as you would be great help despite being a hobbit yourself and you were greatly loyal to your friend Frodo. Gandalf knew you would stop at nothing in order to help rid Frodo of his burden.

Frodo resided by you, backs pressed up against the rock of a small cave the fellowship decided to rest in. He shifted himself close to you unconsciously, seeking some warmth during these tense conditions.

“Are you alright?” He asked you, knowing how difficult this whole journey was, especially for him. The burden of the ring was much to bare, it wasnt easy.