At least two years have gone by since Camilla, Beorn and some others of their kind had been taken prisoner by Azog and the other orcs. Camilla was now the age of 10 and shared a cell with her papa he had been secretly been teaching her about shifting and now she could shift with ease. The day by day going 'activities' that went on would be that the orcs would come and drag Beorn away to fight for his life in the arena against either orcs or some of their own kind. During this time Camilla would be dragged away to Azog who would torture her along with some of the others or make them become hunted animals who would only live if they could avoid being hit. Camilla would always survive the 'entertainment' for Azog and he seemed to find her his favourite as he would always ask for her to be taken away to be tortured instead of killed. Camilla never understood why he did it but she thought it could be because of her half elf side. After all the excruciating trials for the day both Beorn and Camilla would be dragged back to their cell and shackled to the wall. 

On a cold winter night as Camilla shivered an orc came up to the cell with a cat-o'-nine tails in his hand Beorn saw this and growled deeply as it came closer to Camilla. Beorn knew what Camilla had been through so far either by seeing the scars or her telling him. Camilla thought she could try and hide what she had been through until Azog had decided to slash her face leaving a scar across her eye just missing from making her blind in one eye. Camilla began to shake from fear and the cold mixing together as the orc walked towards her as he raised the cat-o'-nine tails to hit her Beorn pulled against his chains and tried to break them but the second he saw the sharp bits of metal hit his daughter rage pumped through him allowing him to break the chains from the walls leaving shackles on his wrists. The orc jumped back and tried to raise the whip but Beorn beat him to it by grabbing it's head and snapping it's neck. He crouched down and held Camilla's face.

"Don't worry, we're getting out of here now" Camilla looked happy but also worried.

"What about everyone else? We can't just leave them" He looked down saddened.

"Cub there's no one left. Don't you think it's quiet compared to when everyone was brought here" Camilla listened and nodded he was right it was just deathly silent no one was left they were the last ones. Beorn grabbed her chains and did the same and snapped them leaving the shackles on her wrists. He then picked her up and began to run through the halls until they both saw daylight but also the orcs had seen them and began running towards them but Beorn was not letting them take his daughter back there. As they exited the castle they entered the forest and they could both hear the orcs dying down. Both were tired and needed to rest but even Camilla knew that they needed somewhere safe to rest. After a few hours of Beorn walking and carrying his weak daughter they came across a large barn he walked towards it and looks inside seeing that it was fully abandoned except a few spider webs. He closed the door behind them and found some bales of hay he gently placed Camilla down on the hay and he sat down next to her. 

"This place is nice" Camilla mumbled.

"Yes, it is. I think it might be a good place to make a home of" He saw Camilla yawn. "But we'll sort that out in the morning get some sleep little cub. But first I have this for you" He then pulled out Nym's necklace making Camilla gasp gently. 

"How did you get this?" 

"On the day that our village got attacked when you got separated from us your mama wanted me to have it in case the worst should happen" Tears fell from Camilla's eyes as she remembered her mama and the attack. She placed it around her neck and yawned again before laying down to sleep. But as she began to try to sleep the cold wind hit her making her shiver she heard someone moving around before a warm fur wrapped around her. As she opened her eyes and saw Beorn in his bear form before she closed her eyes and shifted into her deer form and snuggled closer to her papa's warm fur before falling asleep.

When the sun rose the next day Camilla woke first and got up in her deer form before opening the front door and let the sun enter the barn she exited the barn and stretched when she heard the door open more and she saw her papa in his bear form exiting the barn. He stretched then shifted back to his human form. Camilla followed suit and stretched.

"So what's the plan for the day?" He looked around and answered.

"I need to go hunting to get us some food but then I also need to get a lay of the land" Worry hit Camilla as she walked up to him.

"Wait does that mean I'll be here alone?" He kneeled down and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"I'll only be gone for a bit. But for some safety stay inside the barn I noticed last night that there is an upstairs with some more hay. If someone does arrive don't let them in no matter what and if they do get in hide upstairs and don't let them find you" Camilla nodded as he stood back up. "Okay I'll be back soon" He then shifted changing into his bear form into the woods Camilla then stood up and ran back into the barn and shut the door waiting for her papa to come home. A few hours went by and Beorn had not returned yet making Camilla a bit wary. Just as she was about to open to door to see if she could she him she heard voices coming closer to the barn.

"So we'll store these in here and return for it later, don't worry I made sure that no one lived her personally" The sound of a sword being sheathed made Camilla run up the stairs to the hay. As she hid herself in the hay the door swung open. Holding her breath she moved lightly and felt her foot graze something that in turn moved making a loud noise. Internally cringing she stayed as quiet as possible using her advanced hearing for anything. There was no noise just silence. She let out a small sigh of relief when she suddenly felt her ankle being grabbed she let out a scream and clawed at the ground as she was lifted up. Holding her ankle was a bandit and there was another bandit next to him holding a sword. "Look what we got here, an elf by the looks of it" He turned to the one with the sword. "these lot go for quite a bit in the right market" The one with the sword lifted up the remaining chains on her shackles.

"And it would seem she was already sold somewhere" They dropped Camilla on the floor but still held her ankle as they dragged her downstairs to the outside. All this time Camilla tried kicking and clawing at her attackers but they were far stronger then her. She let out another scream hoping her papa had heard her again and was nearly there when the sword was placed under her chin nearly stabbing her neck. "Now listen here, either you shut your trap or I'm gonna have to make you shut up myself" 

"Now gentlemen do you really need to threaten a little girl?" All of them looked confused and looked behind the two bandits to see an elderly looking man wearing a long grey robe and a tall grey pointed hat. He had a long grey beard and a long wooden cane. 

"Scram you! This doesn't concern you!" The man just chuckled.

"We'll it seems to me that if you think your going to threaten a child and I'm going to leave then you are very wrong" He then lifted his cane and sent the man flying leaving the other man to let go of Camilla's ankle and charge at him before being sent flying into a tree. The bandit that had the sword got up and grabbed his bandit friend by the arm. 

"Come on let's get outta 'ere" Camilla watched in awe as they ran away terrified. She then looked back to the elderly man who held a hand out for her she timidly took it and stood up.

"Thank you sir" She said timidly looking down. 

"It's no trouble. What's your name young one?" 

"Camilla, sir" 

"Well very nice to meet you Camilla my name is Gandalf the Grey" Before either one could say any more Camilla heard something fast and angry arriving. 

"You need to leave, please" Gandalf looked surprised at this sudden statement.

"I'm sorry?"

"My papa is coming and if he see's you here he'll think that you were the one hurting me and then he's going to hurt you" Suddenly, the bear version of Beorn erupted from the woods and saw his daughter next to the elderly man before charging at him. Camilla quickly ran in front of Gandalf and held her arms out. "Wait! Papa it wasn't him that was hurting me it was some bandits he saved me from them" Beorn stepped back a bit before shifting making Gandalf's eye widen in surprise.

"Did you really save my cub?" Gandalf nodded.

"I saw someone in need and thought it would be the best thing to do" Beorn gave a small smile.

"Well then you have my thanks kind sir if you had not stepped in I dread to think what could of happened to my little girl"  After that incident Gandalf tried to visit Beorn and Camilla whenever he could telling them, mainly Camilla, about his adventures. Camilla would love hearing about these adventures and listened intently. Over the years living there they had made the barn into a real home gathering different animals and farming lots of different types of food. Camilla was now an adult she was still short for her race and age but she still had long bright blonde hair with dark green eyes. She would usually wear long light blue dresses but she wore pants underneath as she would be trained by her papa to fight with a sword and a bow. She was also trained how to fight in her animal form usually in a skin-changers village the fighting would be left to the wolfs, bears, mountain cats, etc. but as they were the last two despite being a deer she needed to know and with her long spiky antlers she had least could defend herself. One thing that her and her papa still had were the shackles as they both made a promise to themselves that they would take them off once Azog had been killed.

On a nice sunny day Camilla was laying outside relaxing a shadow stopped over her making her open her eyes and looked up to see Gandalf. She shot up and hugged him.

"Gandalf! What brings you here?" He smiled warmly at her and answered.

"Well, my dear I was wondering if you would like to go on an adventure?" Her eyes widened at this she had always wanted to go on an adventure.

"I would love to be I would need to check with papa before I go" 

"You don't need to" She spun around and saw Beorn stood a bit away. He walked up to the two. "What kind of adventure?"

"I need help to help reclaim a stolen homeland" Beorn frowned at this.

"Who's?" Gandalf took a deep breath and sighed.

"The dwarfs of Erebor" Camilla's heart sunk at this her papa never liked dwarfs as he saw them as greedy but he looked at his daughter and saw the longing to go in her eyes.

"Can you promise me she'll return to me?" Camilla looked at him in surprise was he actually going to let her go? 

"I can't promise you that. But I can promise you I will try my very hardest to bring her home safe to you, Beorn" Beorn turned to his daughter.

"Well, my little cub do you want to do this?" She thought for a few seconds before nodding her head. "Okay then, I trust you will keep yourself safe but just remember to please stay as safe as you can?" She threw her arms around her papa and hugged him tightly him returning the gesture.

"Meet me at Hobbiton in the shire as soon as you can you'll see a mark on the door" With that Camilla ran inside to pack as much as she thought she would need but stayed light living in the village of skin-changers allowed her to not need too many clothes and she never wore shoes as being a skin-changer allowed her feet to be accustomed to walking on the rough ground. She wrapped her red cloak around her and ran to the front door where her papa was with a bag full of food for the journey. 

"Okay, this is it. I love you my little cub" She hugged him tightly again. 

"I love you to papa" With that she took a few steps and shifted into her deer form and began running into the woods towards the Shire.