Winter was coming, the eagles are reconstructing their nests for the coming winter. Eaglets are out growing their baby feathers. King Gwaihir scans the nursing cave, for his queen. His eaglets where just born a week ago. His queen, Salire, has keeps them warm beneath her. He walks towards her, nuzzled her beak. Queen Salire smiles at him. The king and his party will go out hunting for the eaglets. The king will make sure to bring extra for his queen. Nuzzling her one last time he walks out of the cave to meet his brother. Landroval greets his older brother, and both fly off with their hunting party.
It doesn't take long for them to gather food. Landroval scouts towards the river landing near the water. His brother not far behind.
A foul smell caught their attention.
"Gwaihir, do you smell that?" Asked Landroval, Gwaihir nods. Orcs where found roaming near by a few days ago, by scouts. More must have come. Creeping into the forest, Landroval and Gwaihir kept to the shadows. Three Orcs each has a bundle in each arm. One was pulling a sickly looking woman. She fell, stretching out her hand to break her fall. The bundle in her arms near her chest. Gwaihir and Landroval, cautiously, watched in the shadows of the trees. one of the Orcs took one of the bundles from the other Orc, laying it on the ground. Other Orcs where collecting wood. The woman Turned her head away. Gwaihir was not liking this at all. The Orc Raised his blade, and stabbed the bundle.
A loud cry, came from the bundle.
A BABY!?
Gwaihir and Landroval charged, both seeking blood!
The Orcs didn't have time to draw their blades, as the brothers clawed them. Using their beaks to snap them in two. The Orcs dropped the two bundles, killing them instantly. The last Orc fell as Landroval stabbed him with his talons. Gwaihir approached the woman, who was using her body as a shield. The Little bundle in her arms cried. She looked up and smiled. She didn't have long, and she knew. Laying the bundle near the Eagle's king feet. The woman lays her head and drifts off to a deep sleep. Gwaihir lowers his head, the woman is dead. Looking at the bundle near his feet, the baby stops crying looks up at him with big hazel eyes. Landroval stands next to his brother, the baby made a sound. Gwaihir smiles at the babe. Carefully picking the babe up with his talons, he turns to his brother.
"Meet your new nephew brother, Bilbo."
Got inspired to write this when I saw
ewelock & EvaAngel on Deviantart
look them up they have other fan drawings that you might like
i'll soon be adding my own drawings for this story on the deviantart site, as soon as im done
