A Simple Hunting Trip
By: Emmithar
Rating: Pg-13 for minor violence
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing of or belonging to Tolkien's work. All characters and places belong to Tolkien unless otherwise noted! I have no permission to use these characters, and I am not receiving any money for them. The stories posted are for entertainment and enjoyment only.
Otherwise noted: The characters Corean, Trinea, Felloa, Sabal, Hikerry and other unrecognizable characters are ones that I have created and belong solely to me. If you wish to use any of them in your own stories, please ask first!
Summary: A hunting trip turns deadly when 8 year old Aragorn is separated from his brothers. Lost and alone, Aragorn finds himself in more trouble than he can handle when he stumbles upon a hostile village.
Note: If anything is spelled or written incorrectly, or is offensive to anyone, forgive me, and please let me know. I can not do anything unless I am told. Thank you.
Side note: Caycayal is pronounced (Say-say-al) in case you run into problems pronouncing his name. He will show up in a later chapter in this story.
Chapter 1: An Early Morning
The early morning was warm, despite the light mist that settled around them, casting everyone into a gloomy mood. In the courtyard the only sounds that could be heard was that of the three horses, who stood as the elves finished packing. Inside however was a different story.
Elladan and Elrohir shouted to each other from across the hallway, checking to make sure they had everything. Meanwhile Elrond attempted to finish dressing the young 8 year old who had it in mind not to stay still. "Estel please," Elrond said, catching the boy by his shoulders. "Please stop moving for at least a minute!'
"But Elladan and Elrohir are almost ready to go!" Aragorn protested, but he did stop moving long enough for Elrond to button the top half of his shirt. "Estel," Elrond said with more stiffness in his voice than he meant. He waited till the child was looking at him, then spoke in a softer voice. "If you quit squirming than I can finish this, than you can finish getting ready." Aragorn nodded, sighing.
"Do you have the blankets?" Elrohir's voice rang through the open hallway. "No I don't," Elladan yelled back, "You were supposed to get those." "Wait a minute, I thought I was supposed to get the herbs," Elrohir yelled back. "NO, I'm getting the herbs, you get the blankets," Elladan's voice carried a hint of irritation.
Elrond gave a sigh as he finished buttoning Aragorn's shirt, "How they ever talked me into letting you go is beyond me. I still can't believe that I'm trusting them to be responsible," Elrond smiled halfway at his own joke. The twins were taking Estel on his first hunt. The boy had learned how to handle a bow well, and how to ride a horse on his on, though it was smaller than the twins, due to his own small size. He could easily note the impatience on his son's face, and softly smiled to himself.
"Am I finished, can I go yet?" Aragorn asked quickly. "No, and no," Elrond said with a small laugh. He picked the sweater up and pulled it over the boy's head. "Father, I don't want to wear this," he whined softly, scratching his arms, "It's itchy and it looks stupid."
"It does not. Besides you need to wear it, it will keep you warm," Elrond stated. "But it's not even cold out!" he whined more intensely. "Maybe not here, but when you reach open plains it will get cold, speaking of which I should probably see if Elladan and Elrohir remembered theirs," he said, his voice softening a tone.
Estel turned soft eyes on his father. "Am I done now?" he asked softly. Elrond smiled at the soft mumbled tone. "Yes, now you are done. Go out in the kitchen, Rohden will give you some breakfast," he gave the young boy a push before heading to see the twins.
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After chasing the twins away from their rooms so that they could eat, Elrond himself had breakfast. He easily noted the change in the atmosphere, watching the twins hurry to finish their meal. "Elladan and Elrohir, what happened to your manners?" he scolded gently, glancing toward Aragorn. "Your brother has better manners than the both of you put together and he is much younger than the two of you."
Estel snickered slightly, taking a sip of his milk. Elrohir stuck his tongue out at his younger brother as Elladan blushed from embarrassment. It was not often the two twins had to be scolded. There was a time where it happened nearly everyday, but that was many, many years ago. "Both of you stop that," Elrond said as Estel stuck his tongue out at Elrohir.
With the meal finished, Elrohir led Estel outside, Elladan followed only to be stopped when a hand was laid on his shoulder. "Watch over him Elladan," Elrond said gently. "He is still young in many ways."
Elladan nodded. "I will father, I promise I won't let Elrohir get in trouble like he did the last time at the farm. Those poor chickens," he trailed off slightly. Elrond couldn't help smiling. "I was talking about Estel," he said laughing softly. "But please, watch over Elrohir also." Elladan nodded, "I will."
My first chapters will usually be short. I am trying to make longer chapters (Really I am). Please read and review.
By: Emmithar
Rating: Pg-13 for minor violence
Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing of or belonging to Tolkien's work. All characters and places belong to Tolkien unless otherwise noted! I have no permission to use these characters, and I am not receiving any money for them. The stories posted are for entertainment and enjoyment only.
Otherwise noted: The characters Corean, Trinea, Felloa, Sabal, Hikerry and other unrecognizable characters are ones that I have created and belong solely to me. If you wish to use any of them in your own stories, please ask first!
Summary: A hunting trip turns deadly when 8 year old Aragorn is separated from his brothers. Lost and alone, Aragorn finds himself in more trouble than he can handle when he stumbles upon a hostile village.
Note: If anything is spelled or written incorrectly, or is offensive to anyone, forgive me, and please let me know. I can not do anything unless I am told. Thank you.
Side note: Caycayal is pronounced (Say-say-al) in case you run into problems pronouncing his name. He will show up in a later chapter in this story.
Chapter 1: An Early Morning
The early morning was warm, despite the light mist that settled around them, casting everyone into a gloomy mood. In the courtyard the only sounds that could be heard was that of the three horses, who stood as the elves finished packing. Inside however was a different story.
Elladan and Elrohir shouted to each other from across the hallway, checking to make sure they had everything. Meanwhile Elrond attempted to finish dressing the young 8 year old who had it in mind not to stay still. "Estel please," Elrond said, catching the boy by his shoulders. "Please stop moving for at least a minute!'
"But Elladan and Elrohir are almost ready to go!" Aragorn protested, but he did stop moving long enough for Elrond to button the top half of his shirt. "Estel," Elrond said with more stiffness in his voice than he meant. He waited till the child was looking at him, then spoke in a softer voice. "If you quit squirming than I can finish this, than you can finish getting ready." Aragorn nodded, sighing.
"Do you have the blankets?" Elrohir's voice rang through the open hallway. "No I don't," Elladan yelled back, "You were supposed to get those." "Wait a minute, I thought I was supposed to get the herbs," Elrohir yelled back. "NO, I'm getting the herbs, you get the blankets," Elladan's voice carried a hint of irritation.
Elrond gave a sigh as he finished buttoning Aragorn's shirt, "How they ever talked me into letting you go is beyond me. I still can't believe that I'm trusting them to be responsible," Elrond smiled halfway at his own joke. The twins were taking Estel on his first hunt. The boy had learned how to handle a bow well, and how to ride a horse on his on, though it was smaller than the twins, due to his own small size. He could easily note the impatience on his son's face, and softly smiled to himself.
"Am I finished, can I go yet?" Aragorn asked quickly. "No, and no," Elrond said with a small laugh. He picked the sweater up and pulled it over the boy's head. "Father, I don't want to wear this," he whined softly, scratching his arms, "It's itchy and it looks stupid."
"It does not. Besides you need to wear it, it will keep you warm," Elrond stated. "But it's not even cold out!" he whined more intensely. "Maybe not here, but when you reach open plains it will get cold, speaking of which I should probably see if Elladan and Elrohir remembered theirs," he said, his voice softening a tone.
Estel turned soft eyes on his father. "Am I done now?" he asked softly. Elrond smiled at the soft mumbled tone. "Yes, now you are done. Go out in the kitchen, Rohden will give you some breakfast," he gave the young boy a push before heading to see the twins.
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After chasing the twins away from their rooms so that they could eat, Elrond himself had breakfast. He easily noted the change in the atmosphere, watching the twins hurry to finish their meal. "Elladan and Elrohir, what happened to your manners?" he scolded gently, glancing toward Aragorn. "Your brother has better manners than the both of you put together and he is much younger than the two of you."
Estel snickered slightly, taking a sip of his milk. Elrohir stuck his tongue out at his younger brother as Elladan blushed from embarrassment. It was not often the two twins had to be scolded. There was a time where it happened nearly everyday, but that was many, many years ago. "Both of you stop that," Elrond said as Estel stuck his tongue out at Elrohir.
With the meal finished, Elrohir led Estel outside, Elladan followed only to be stopped when a hand was laid on his shoulder. "Watch over him Elladan," Elrond said gently. "He is still young in many ways."
Elladan nodded. "I will father, I promise I won't let Elrohir get in trouble like he did the last time at the farm. Those poor chickens," he trailed off slightly. Elrond couldn't help smiling. "I was talking about Estel," he said laughing softly. "But please, watch over Elrohir also." Elladan nodded, "I will."
My first chapters will usually be short. I am trying to make longer chapters (Really I am). Please read and review.