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She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;.
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_{He was in awe - for lack of a better word. For that very moment he caught a glimpse of her features, a gift given to him by the biding wind above, Robb had not seen anything like her before.}

_{Beautiful she was, yes, with sharp lines over her cheeks that brought about a distinctiveness to her eyes, he wished he could see more of her, if she were not so cloaked by her garb. For a moment, he believed - he swore - he saw pointed ears. Oddly, however, he was being mostly ignored for Grey Wind.}

_{As Robb removed himself from the top of the horse, Grey Wind walked forward gently, drawn towards the Elven woman in a state of yearning. The King of the North watched, bemused, as the wolf affectionately sat at Tauriel’s feet, still so large even when seated.}

_{“More than just a friend - I raised him.” His glance focused affectionately towards his wolf companion, before rising to Tauriel. “What is your name?”}

Mortals were like flowers in Tauriel’s mind. Some as beautiful and dangerous as a rose: barbed with thorns to pierce and draw blood at the slightest of touch and others were as gentle and soft as the dandelions that grew upon the woodlands; someday a wind would carry their seeds far away into the abyss of another life.
But that’s all they were, flowers on the tree of life. The tree she was an everlasting part of, with a soft smile Tauriel looked towards the man as he unmounted from his steed. Her gaze snapped back to the animal before she turned to face the Wolf as he approached her.

Slowly she kneeled, evergreen eyes meeting golden orbs; The Wolfe was even larger in size upclose, but not large enough to fear. For if the beast truly sought Tauriel dead, she was certain she would have sensed such an aura long before. In an act of trust, Tauriel extended her palm to the Wolfs snout.

“A friend,” she murmured before rising to stand straight once more. “He shall spend his lifetime with you.” An elf always spoke in two tongues, both this man and this Wolf would share one life time.

“My name is Tauriel,… and yours?” She gestured to the wolf as well, her smile reaching her eyes.