[THE Ka]

Rasputina's shyness seemed to melt like an icefloat in a south sea when she was around these people. When she played at home, everyone was silent and gave the notion of an almost depressed atmosphere. Though, she did not doubt that her kin loved to hear and see her cello, something they took into great admeration due to their Noldor background. So too was with the company she now kept, who surprisingly knew and played songs that were easy for her to accompany. They were foreign to her less 'merry' sonata's, but they were very interesting. Some seemed almost pure nonsense, one was about a dog and a kettle! Very foreign indeed but, she was intrigued none the less.

In the small audience that gathered, Rasputina suddenly spotted a familiar sight - another of her people it seemed was there. Blinking again, she saw that the guest wasn't but, did look like her people of Eryn Vorn. It seemed that they were listening to her, something she found very strange since she doubted any other elve knew or had heard her cello, unless they had the chance or will to visit the dark wood. Still the same, it was nice to see another. One of the musicians named 'Gil' asked their name, and to Rasputina, sounded of far origin to her own people but, was beautiful. Mithalwen, as she was called was asked If she wanted to contribute. Rasputina listened anyway she could for an answer, but lost her concentration when someone began to play again. She was curious If this vistor carried one of the 'fabled' Lyres of Lothlorien. Her people had only one among them, and was cherished like a holy relic among pilgrims. Whatever the answer, it would come later.

Some of the more local musicians, one of which would take glances at her hat, which she didn't mind. The friend who had given her the invitation mentioned some ways of 'blending in' with this enimatic folk. If Rasputina had come without this information, she would have seemed bizzare even to an elve. This is due to, over time, when her people decided that their temporary 'hide away' was going to be permanent, many new customs were adpoted. Mostly due to the enviroment itself. Her people either wore nothing but white to help in the darkness, or they wore dark colours if they were especially fair. Either way, it was easier to find each other. Their clothing was influenced mainly by the sea views available of that region and the type of trees that made up the forest. But, most strange of all, they didn't ware any shoes or see the need to. This was mainly influenced by the conditions that they arrived in. There were some shoes and boots that were crafted but, mainly out of boredom. When she left home, the products of people's boredom became something of a new experience. In first few days, her feet began to complain about these new coverings. They still did now and then but, were not as bad.

After a song, Rasputina felt that she should take a minute to get to know some of these people alittle more. The first was a hobbit named Caity. She was very interesting to converse with and soon became more than an aqqaintance. As they were talking, Rasputina felt that something was after her hat. It was strange at first. Why would someone want to take her hat? If it pleased them to see it or wear it, all they had to do was ask...

She soon put the thought away, and continued to talk. As soon as another song was being performed, the feeling came again and Rasputina was suspicious. Looking around she didn't see anything that would provoke the thought to bother her. Then, as she was about to take wand to string, something leaped up and grabbed the hat, landing on the stage. Rasputina looked down to find a monkey who had been dancing before, with her hat on, completely covering its' head. She first smiled then burst into sheer laughter. It looked like nothing she had seen before, and the creature was oddly adoreable. it slowley raised the hat off its' head, and stared up at her with concern. It seemed the monkey thought she was going to kill it or some other rash punishment but, she just smiled and asked nicely for it back. She petted its head and said that it needed only to ask next time.

She then began to play again...