"Looks like someone's trying to be more like an Elf than a Dwarf," a voice says with myrrh. Dwalin furrows his brow at the comment hearing angry voices following it. When Dwalin walks onto the training field, he sees Kili squaring off to two other Dwarves his age. They were harassing the young heir about using the boy and arrow and Dwalin could see the scowl deepening on Kili's face. Deciding to step in before the taunting escalated, Dwalin stormed over to the group.
"The last I checked even the King Under the Mountain uses a bow and arrow," Dwalin growls out, startling the young Dwarves. "You two… Leave."
The two taunters scurry off and Dwalin looks over at Kili. The lad's face was taught and a scowl still present. Looking into Kili's eyes though showed how much the taunting hurt. Kili looks up at him and glares at the large Dwarf.
"I had it under control," Kili snaps before stomping off. Dwalin sighed and shook his head before walking off the field.
Hearing a thump, Dwalin found his brow furrowing for a second time in fifteen minutes. He heard another thump and Dwalin's head turned towards the direction it cae from. Noticing a nearby building, Dwalin began walking towards it. Almost there, Dwalin stopped when the two young Dwarves from earlier ran out from behind it. Dwalin watched them run away as they held their eye and nose respectively. Narrowing his eyes, Dwalin turned his attention back to the building. Fili emerged with a scowl on his face and flexing his hand. With a cock of his head, Dwalin walked towards Kili's older brother. Eyes darting to Fili's hands, Dwalin noticed the bruise already forming on the knuckles. Fili looked up and gave Dwalin a look the warrior couldn't place before sauntering to the practice field. With a smirk playing on his lips, Dwalin shook his head. He knew Fili would pay for his action later when Thorin found out. However, he was sure Fili would do it all over again.