I'm back for another update hope you enjoy, sorry it took so long this chapter didn't want to be written, AN at bottom as usual…
The Legend of the White Wolf
Chapter 1
It was growing dark out on the wide rocky plains, as three horses made their way across, they were sweaty and tired wanting nothing more than to stop and rest. Their riders were much the same except they were also agitated.
"This is your fault Ro! If you had done what you were told-" One of them started, he had long ink black hair, silver eyes, and pointed ears; he was riding a dappled grey mare. The elf he snapped at, for they were elves, was identical to the speaker only he rode a black stallion.
"Don't start Dan!" he interrupted irritably "it's hardly my fault" his twin sputtered in disbelief.
"'Hardly your fault' if you hadn't been so impatient we never would have come across those orcs" 'Dan' was nearly shouting at this point, anger flaring in his silver eyes. "If you had stayed long enough for daeradar and daernanath to organize an escort we would be in the high pass by now!"
"I didn't ask for you two to follow me" 'Ro' growled in annoyance "besides if Glorfy had let us we could have taken care of those yrch"
"Are you serious?" 'Dan' asked in disbelief "there were over fifty orcs and there are only three of us." 'Ro' opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted by the last elf. He had long golden hair and blue eyes and rode a large white stallion.
"That's enough both of you" he growled looking back at the twins "Elrohir, you shouldn't have run off like that, it was foolish and dangerous. Elladan, your brother couldn't have known that there was a group of orcs waiting for us. Now if you two are done acting like elflings, we need to decide what to do. It's getting dark, and right now we're near Moria it's too dangerous to make camp here we need to find shelter."
"What do you purpose we do?" Elladan asked bringing his mare neck to neck with the elf's white stallion. The elder looked thoughtful for a minute before looking across the plain.
"There is what seems to be a forest in that direction" he said gesturing to the point he was referring to, the two younger elves followed his gaze their eyes coming to rest on what the older elf had seen "we can shelter there for the night and double back to the pass in the morning"
The twins nodded in agreement turning their horses in the direction of the forest and urging them into a trot. After a little while the forest was in view though they were still a good distance away. That's when Elrohir started looking behind them every few minutes in confusion, Elladan, still annoyed with his brother, glared at him before asking what in Eru's name he was doing.
"I think I see something" he responded, worry evident in his voice. Elladan hearing this looked back as well.
"Ai Valar" he breathed out, when he looked back at Elrohir his eyes were wide with fear. "Wargs" at this both quickly caught up to Glorfindel, who gazed at them irritably.
"What are you two up to now?" he growled, looking at them with narrowed eyes.
"Glorfy there's a pack of wargs on our trail" Elrohir said looking back, the faint sound of growling could be heard. Glorfindel also turned to look back, his eyes widening at the sight of a pack of twenty to thirty wargs gaining on them.
"Come on we can lose them in the woods!" he shouted as he brought his stallion into a gallop. The twins quickly followed bringing their already exhausted mounts to speeds that only elven horses could reach. The wargs seeing their prey flee were quick to follow.
It wasn't long until Elladan's mare started to slow; he looked back in fear before leaning down, and started rubbing her neck. "I know you're tired Thinnel" he soothed "but if we don't reach that forest those wargs will kill us come on, noro lim Thinnel noro lim" the mare snorted but complied and quickly put distance between herself and the wargs.
At their speeds Elrohir and Glorfindel were quick to pass through the tree line, and Elladan was quick to follow. As the horses slowed to maneuver around the trees, Elrohir glanced back to see how far behind the wargs were. When he did he drew his stallion to a halt in surprise, causing Glorfindel and Elladan to stop as well.
"Elrohir what are you doing?!" Glorfindel snapped, looking at the younger elf like he was delusional "Those wargs will be upon us at any moment! Move!" but the black haired elf didn't move he just stared back the wargs shaking his head.
"No… look"
Looking at each other first in confusion both Elladan and Glorfindel turned to look at the wargs. Who had come to a skidding halt at the forest edge, some were pacing at the edge looking at them with hungry eyes, and others were snapping at each other; the angered growls and snarls surprised the elves.
"They aren't following"
Slowly the wargs turned to head back out onto the plains, only a few turned back to glare at the confused elves. The elves stared after them completely bewildered, but after a few moments Glorfindel shook himself out of his daze and continued into the forest with the twins following.
"I don't know why they turned back, but let's not waste this blessing. Come on let's go; I want to put as much space between us and them in case they change their minds"
It was twilight when they came upon a road that led deeper into the forest. Stopping their horses the twins looked at Glorfindel who looked thoughtful.
"Come on let's see where this leads, I for one would like a decent meal tonight, and if there is a town nearby we will be safer there then out in the forest" He said leading them down the road. It wasn't until a few minutes later that the meaning of his words hit the twins.
"Hey! Are you criticizing my cooking?!" Elrohir roared with a hurt expression on his face. Both Glorfindel and Elladan just laughed as they continued deeper into the forest.
Darkness was finally setting in when the trio came across an old farmer heading down the road. He sat in an old wagon pulled by an equally old mule; the wagon was full of different vegetables and crops, the only light guiding it was a torch on the front near the farmer. Glorfindel called out a greeting as we drew alongside the old human, staying just out of the light.
"Greetings indeed young man" the farmer returned surprised by their sudden appearance, squinting to see them better in the poor light "it isn't everyday you meet strangers in these woods" he continued as the twins were turning blue in their attempts not to laugh at the idea of Glorfindel being young.
"Is that so? Regrettably we were chased here by orcs and wargs" Glorfindel said shooting warning looks at the now blue twins.
"These are dark days indeed." The man said nodding "Did everyone get away alright?" he asked concerned, the twins who had recovered were surprised at the concern he showed.
"Yes we did, though it was close, they were nearly upon us when we entered the forest" Glorfindel said "Strangely they did not follow us in"
"Well of course not" the man said as if it were an obvious reason as to why. "Dumb as they are they aren't foolish enough to step foot in these woods." The elves stared at each other confused before Elladan approached the man.
"What do you mean?"
"What do you mean? 'What do I mean?' every man, woman, and child that lives between the mountains and that elf place knows the tale." he seemed genuinely confused as to why they seemed oblivious to something that was apparently common knowledge.
"We aren't men, nor do we come from this side of the Misty Mountains" Glorfindel said as he stepped farther into the torch light. The man, now able to make out his features gasped in shock.
"Never before have I seen one of the fair folk, I apologize for my rudeness. It's just we never meet people who haven't heard the stories before, whether they believe them or not is another story but…" he trailed off in shock.
"What stories?" Elrohir asked bringing his horse closer. The man turned to him briefly before looking back at Glorfindel, the only one whose face was visible.
"The ones about the white wolf."
"White wolf?"
"Yeah, the protector of the forest"
"The protector?" Glorfindel asked, his eyebrows furrowing. The old farmer nodded in conformation. "Why would wargs be afraid of one wolf?"
"Because he isn't an average wolf" the man said looking between Elladan and Elrohir, who had just brought themselves into the light.
"How so?" one of them asked his head tilted slightly.
"He's larger than a normal wolf, and well… he's been around nearly as long as the village"
"How long has the village been around?"
"Eleven hundred years" the elves stared at the man with disbelief and skepticism.
"Are you sure it's the same wolf?" Elladan asked doubting the man.
"Positive big, white, blue eyes, nasty scar on his shoulder. It's the same wolf." He looked at them, then the dark sky "You were heading to the village right?" the man asked at their nods he continued "Well we might as well talk about this on the way." With that he snapped the reins forcing the mule to start down the road once more.
The elves looked at each other briefly before following, "Do you live in the village?" Glorfindel asked to be polite.
"No, but my daughter does, so I visit often bringing some crops that don't grow here to trade" the man said shaking his head. "Now the first true encounter the village had with the wolf was six years after it was built…"
So this chapter… not much happened but Glorfy and the Twins are in the forest… no Legolas sorry he'll be in the next one promise. I actually ended this chapter before I originally planned, but it seemed like I was trying to stuff too much into one chapter so…
So I decided that I'm going to go with the fellowship plot line it seems to work the best, at the moment I have where I want to go planned but there are a few places where I'm still trying to get things to work. Anyway next chap story time! And I might combine it with the chapter that was originally supposed to follow this one until I split it. But after the next one or two chapters thte fellowship enters…
So see you soon hopefully thing are a little hectic at the moment but I'm working on it.
