Galadriel was not given to leaving her work, not before she had completed it, so it was not entirely uncommon for her to go unseen for days at a time. The world tended to change little in these spans and she rarely expected to see anything of marked difference when she stepped out of her door, but occasionally she was surprised. Today, in fact, she was almost stunned by the sight before her.

She had only just returned from visiting the Arlathven, to see another aravel was unexpected...but, more than that, this aravel was familiar. She wandered closer, looking for the owner of it, and combing her memory, but it was no use. The sight of the aravel alone conjured no memories, it could tell her nothing.

Fortunately there was Barkley. Barkley who, so very excitedly, decided to sneak up and pounce on her shining hair. He was much larger, now, but no less adorable.