Hello there,

This is my first Hobbit fanfic, so I hope that I do it justice and create a good setting. I would love to hear back from viewers so please review and let me know how I'm doing! Also, this will probably be the shortest chapter!

I do not own The Hobbit, only my OC!

Enjoy (Hopefully).

Prologue

Trees bristled in the light evening breeze as the undergrowth rustled. It had been a pretty warm day so insects were still floating idly, their buzzing and ticking sticking in the air. Summer was in full flow and the weather had been nothing but inspiring. The sun rose and set, with out a single interruption of cloud through out the days, the evenings just as pleasant with the stars rising over rolling hills and cops.

Through one of these cops came trotting a fox, yet not any normal kind of vixen this was a large fox, its size matching that of the large wolf hounds farmers liked so much to protect their live stock.

Her fur was a deep red with mottled brown and black adorning her snout and tips of her ears, as well as clear white fur on the end of her large bushy tail. Her paws were large and white, yet faded into the mottled brown then into red the further up her leg you spied.

She was slowly making her way south, over the past decade she had been moving from one place to the next. For she had seen things that she did not want to be apart of, and of which she had no intention of staying near. It wasn't safe, and she fancied living just a little while longer.

She had stuck close to the wooded areas where she could, diving in and out of cops, only venturing out into the vast grasslands when under the cover of night. It wasn't that she was a secretive animal, she didn't mind company every now and again, but people seemed to take her as an extremely strange creature, and the attention she received sometimes was quite unsavory. Not to mention those who believed the stories and legends of old, which she refused to deem respectable at all.

Once across a clearing and back into a wooded area she relaxed and slowed down. She reveled in how much warmer it got the further south she traveled. It was hot enough that panting was the only way to keep cool. She was definitely glad for the fast approaching cool of night. Slowing down to a stop she cocked her head to the sky and soaked in the smells around her. Sensing and smelling nothing close by of any danger she settled down by the base of a tree. A leafy shrub shielding her mostly from sight.

It had been a long day, she thought. Nothing was screaming home to her. It had been ages since she had belonged anywhere. She had her last home up in the Northern parts of the Misty Mountains, but foul creatures had started moving there, creatures that snarled and hissed in the shadows. It was enough to drive her away, and by the Valar, it was enough to drive anything away she thought.

Her mind wandered as she pulled her leather strapped pack from off her neck with her teeth so that she could rest her head on it. She decided that settling in woods like this was only well and good if she could find a fresh water sauce, bit that could be tomorrows job.

She had been thinking for a while when she finally noticed that the sun had completely set. Dusk was upon her and the night sky was just settling into a dark blue before the black of night faded in. She became increasingly aware then of movement. Using her nose, she snuffled the air around her. Rabbits. She smiled, her jaw opening into a sly grin.

Pulling her pack back over her head and under one leg, she shifted as quietly as possible, her ears taking over. She followed the sound of rustling until she was almost on top of them. This was the first meal she would have had in days, the thought of food was making her mouth water, clouding her mind almost. Which is probably why she never saw, or heard them coming.

Out of the bushes either side of her came crashing two large monstrosities. Their faces leathery and lopsided, their bodies lumpy and grim looking. Trolls. Her stance instantly changed, there was no running of hiding, they had spotted her and she was in the middle of them both. She let snarl rumble deep from her throat, threatening them, warning them. She kept her self-low to the ground, ready to launch at whichever one made a move first. That was when she noticed what one was holding, and she mentally screamed at herself in annoyance. One was holding the skeleton of a large rabbit; they must have used that against the ground to trick her.

"Look wat we have ere, Bert!" One said, his breath reeking of flesh, spit flying with every word. Both creatures eyed her, the gleam in their eyes roaming over her. They wanted to eat her, that much was for sure, she thought.

"Big fox that, ey Tom?" Bert said in return. "Can we cook it with the others?"

"We can try!" The first one, the largest one snarled before taking a lumbering step towards her.

She instantly reacted, her body rushed forwards towards it, sinking her teeth into its leg. It screamed out and kicked its leg out and away, yet she managed to land back on her feet. The other dove for her, its hands reaching out first, but she was too quick, jumping out the way whilst turning so she was ready for next advance, but it never came. Both creatures were too busy moaning and complaining about how fast she was, and watching her. She stared back, waiting for any indication of how they would next move.

"Now now pet, we wont hurt you" One said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. She was amazed that creatures that dim witted could use sarcasm.

"Yeah, we wont hurt ya!" The smaller one said, but his eyes told another story. She watched as his eyes settled on something behind her, yet before she could react a loud snapping of twigs sounded. She made to make a break for it, but she was swallowed by darkness and hauled into the air. There was only one thing she would conclude and that was that a leathery, rot-smelling bag had been thrown over her head. She was consumed in the darkness of the bag, struggling and swiping to try and free herself until she felt movement, she lurched in an arching manner until she was unceremoniously slammed against something hard, her head colliding and cracking slightly at the impact, sending her even further into darkness.