A/N: This is my first LOTR fiction. Please don't flame it, I've only read
the books once, so if anyone has any helpful suggestions for it, they are
welcome! I hate flames, so give me one and, I'm not going to get into it.
Since I don't know elfish (no surprise there) I just made up my characters
name.
Chapter One
A pure black horses hooves pounded the soft forest ground. A black-cloaked figure sat in the saddle. The creature's head turned, facing the sound of many hooves pounding after it. It faced forward again, standing up in the saddle to grab a low hanging branch. The creature swung up onto it and then scrambled higher into the trees.
Once in a high up safe place, the creature threw off her hood. A feminine, stubborn face, framed by long black hair. Gracefully pointed ears marked her an elf. She notched an arrow to her bow and drew the string back to her ear, anticipating the oncoming guards.
The guards rode up, each on their pure white horses. One of them dismounted, and walked over to look up into the tree and at her. "Rhiadrieal," he sighed, "come down from there."
"Make me!" Rhiadrieal snapped. She aimed the bow at him.
"Don't make me do this," he told her. She scowled at him, the arrow still aimed at his head. He motioned to one of the guards and they handed him a squirming bag. He reached inside, yelped as if something had bitten him and then pulled out a wiggling wolf pup.
"Sdhorim!" (A/N: It's Irish for storm. I don't know elfish) Rhiadrieal shrieked. "You leave him alone."
The little black puppy growled and twisted, trying to bite the elves fingers. "I won't hurt him if you come down," the elf said, smiling slightly.
Rhiadrieal hesitated, not wanting to go back to Rivendell, but not wanting Sdhorim to get hurt. Then she defiantly climbed down from the tree, in a half fall. 'Give him to me," Rhiadrieal commanded, meaning the puppy.
The guard dropped the pup into her arms, muttering, "I can't believe Lord Elrond let you keep that horrid monster."
Rhiadrieal raised her eyebrows, "What did you say?" Her tone was dangerously soft. She wasn't ecstatic about going back to Rivendell and going back to meet her husband.
She whistled and her horse came trotting back. The horse was pure black save the star on her forehead. Rhiadrieal crooned to her horse and scratched the star, a favorite place that the mare loved. She mounted, still cradling Sdhorim in one arm. Midnight Star, the mare, followed the other horses back to Rivendell as Rhiadrieal crooned to the puppy in her arms.
A/N: What do you think? It's a common story line, but no surprise. I was bored. Five reviews gets you the next chapter. Yes, it is blackmail. And we get to here about Legolas. . . By the way, I need a title! Thank You!!!
~*Sky Magic*~
Chapter One
A pure black horses hooves pounded the soft forest ground. A black-cloaked figure sat in the saddle. The creature's head turned, facing the sound of many hooves pounding after it. It faced forward again, standing up in the saddle to grab a low hanging branch. The creature swung up onto it and then scrambled higher into the trees.
Once in a high up safe place, the creature threw off her hood. A feminine, stubborn face, framed by long black hair. Gracefully pointed ears marked her an elf. She notched an arrow to her bow and drew the string back to her ear, anticipating the oncoming guards.
The guards rode up, each on their pure white horses. One of them dismounted, and walked over to look up into the tree and at her. "Rhiadrieal," he sighed, "come down from there."
"Make me!" Rhiadrieal snapped. She aimed the bow at him.
"Don't make me do this," he told her. She scowled at him, the arrow still aimed at his head. He motioned to one of the guards and they handed him a squirming bag. He reached inside, yelped as if something had bitten him and then pulled out a wiggling wolf pup.
"Sdhorim!" (A/N: It's Irish for storm. I don't know elfish) Rhiadrieal shrieked. "You leave him alone."
The little black puppy growled and twisted, trying to bite the elves fingers. "I won't hurt him if you come down," the elf said, smiling slightly.
Rhiadrieal hesitated, not wanting to go back to Rivendell, but not wanting Sdhorim to get hurt. Then she defiantly climbed down from the tree, in a half fall. 'Give him to me," Rhiadrieal commanded, meaning the puppy.
The guard dropped the pup into her arms, muttering, "I can't believe Lord Elrond let you keep that horrid monster."
Rhiadrieal raised her eyebrows, "What did you say?" Her tone was dangerously soft. She wasn't ecstatic about going back to Rivendell and going back to meet her husband.
She whistled and her horse came trotting back. The horse was pure black save the star on her forehead. Rhiadrieal crooned to her horse and scratched the star, a favorite place that the mare loved. She mounted, still cradling Sdhorim in one arm. Midnight Star, the mare, followed the other horses back to Rivendell as Rhiadrieal crooned to the puppy in her arms.
A/N: What do you think? It's a common story line, but no surprise. I was bored. Five reviews gets you the next chapter. Yes, it is blackmail. And we get to here about Legolas. . . By the way, I need a title! Thank You!!!
~*Sky Magic*~