Author: Alma Heart
Characters/Pairing: Eowyn, Eomer
Disclaimer: All of Middle Earth is from the hand of Tolkien. I own nothing. I make no profit from the drabble.
"Now you'll have to be careful," Eomer said knowledgeably. "War horses are-"
Gasping with glee, Eowyn ducked from his hand and flew forward.
Snowmane regarded the tiny intruder carefully. When his gaze fell on her, Eowyn stopped, staring enraptured at the creature who towered above her.
Laughing, Eowyn reached out to Theoden's fearsome war-beast, and Snowmane lowered his head so her tiny hands could caress his cheek.
Eowyn beamed, eyes alight with joy.
Eomer blinked, surprised.
Staring into Snowmane's eyes, his little sister somehow stood radiant and strong, as if beside the fearsome warhorses was where she had always belonged.