Author's Note: Old Norse/Asgardian translation : Fljotr - 'Swift'


Intrest

While green grass, yellow wheat and a slowly darkening sky passed them by, Loki laid his head on Legolas shoulder and looked down at Thor. Thor who was running beside them and, of course, keeping up without pause. Arrayed around the horses and Fenrir, who was in his mainly dark-grey furred and black-footed wolf-form, were the Misty Mountain Foothills Pack.

A few seconds later, he asked, "And why do you refuse to ride a horse now, Thor ? You had no problem before we went to Jotunheim. Certainly, you didn't have a problem in Lothlorien." 'Especially since you begged me for a second time.'

At his words, Boromir, who rode with Vanafin on the ironically black-furred horse,Tim, broke into laughter obviously remembering watching himself, Legolas and Thor go off together to the tent.

"To be honest, Loki, horses aren't that interesting to me anymore." In front of him, Legolas choked on his laughter, he smirked. Up ahead of Arod, on Shadowfax with Pippin, even Gandalf laughed.

Vanafin joked, "I have never heard that said in jesting more than Rohan. You always go back to the horse, Thor, always. They're very warm and they don't protest that much."

By the joke, Thor realized what he'd implied and hastily continued, "Not that they were in the first place ! I may be an idiot, but even I have standards. And I apologize for calling you a fucked cow years ago, not only should I never have done it, but I was jealous that you looked far better than I."

'At least, my instincts were wrong and he does have morals. Oh, and that he, in fact, was not overly fond of Fljotr, like he appeared to be when we were younger. Horses do not make good lovers, they're just awful. All about themselves, they ask to be fucked and then the greedy little bastards never let you finish. Knowing what I do now, I never would have touched those horses.'

Raised his head slightly, half-pushing his hair out of his face, "You're forgiven and, of course, I did, Thor. I always look better than you."

Bright-blue eyes slid over himself and Legolas both as Thor licked his lips. "Indeed you do."

It had taken them from when they had left until now, just a few hours after late mid-day/early evening, to get close to Edoras. The wolves as they approached the walled-off city stopped and everyone else stopped as well.

Fenrir re-took his jotun-form to say, "Those beasts we've been smelling dimly, one of them passed right by here."

"It has to have been Valog !"

"Valog ? The orc that would have lamed you if not for the ent-water ?"

"Yes, Thor, that Valog ! You don't know any other Valogs nor even the one I know. Are we going to stop so that Thor can rest, Gandalf ? Fenrir and I can teach Vanafin as well."

Gandalf nodded as he lowered Pippin from Shadowfax, "Yes, but only for a while."

So, he dismounted from Arod, falling into Thor because of how close the Asgardian stood. It made him ask as he remembered how much Thor had touched him in the tent, even more than Thor had Legolas, "You just can't keep your hands off me can you, Thor ?"

While Thor let go of him, the blond replied quietly, "Smart, deadly and pretty who in their right mind could ? Even though I repressed it and told myself it was a joke, you don't know how much I wanted to kiss you two years ago."

'He remembers those few minutes from before I ruined his coronation ? How lucky for me.'

Legolas dismounted, "Compared to how I know you Thor, I don't think I would have liked knowing you two years ago. You would have acted far too much like Aragorn used to when Loki and I started out from Imladris."

He turned and Legolas and Thor's hands both brushed his leather-clad hips as he slid past them. When Thor's hand brushed Legolas's the elf let out a tiny yelp at the shock.

"My apologies dear Legolas."

'Thor tells me how he feels and yet he doesn't tell Legolas ? He was staring at Legolas when he mounted Arod this morning like he wished it was him. That night was not just a one-night encounter for any of us. Really, I think it just kicked off this already spectacular love-triangle into overload. I was in love with Thor and Legolas, Legolas was in love with me and he's started falling in love with Thor. Now, the fact that Thor is, at least, subconsciously, in love with both of us. How is this going to work out ? Two of us, all of us or none of us ?'

Fenrir and Vanafin joined him in the circle of horses and they sat down. Fenrir wondered, "How did you feel when Morfin was thrown over the Deeping Wall, Vanafin ?"

It made him smile as he saw Pippin start practicing with his spear and Gandalf's along with Boromir's encouragement of the youngest hobbit. Pippin was far better than a few days ago, he'd been continuing their lessons as much as he could for the last two what with his hardly being able to demonstrate.

"I was angry and scared that I was going to lose Father as well. Everything seemed to get colder and that was it. Is, is that normal ?"

Both himself and Fenrir replied at the same time, "Yes, it's harder to control when you're feeling incredibly strong emotions."

Continued by himself, "It can be controlled for a short time though with the use of El Varda. As my mother said years ago and Treebeard days ago too much of it is deadly. Now, try to imagine there is water in the grass around us, then try to imagine first one water-drop freezing before another."

'Though, I am glad that I finally managed to get more blom stiarna from Mother.'

A few feet away, Thor wondered, "Legolas, does Arda have any creatures approaching the ferocity of bilgesnipes ?"

"In this Age ? No, but in the Second and especially, the First Ages there were great dragons created by Morgoth."

"Who is Morgoth ?"

"Morgoth was once, under a different name, one of the Valar, the most powerful of them to ever descend into Arda. When Feanor the Smith invented the most beautiful jewels in all of Valinor and Arda, the three Silmarili, Morgoth went crazy in his lust to have them and stole them."

He listened to the two of his loves talk about both the First Age of Arda, the first Silvan Elves and Bor's reign of Asgard as he had not much else to do. It took two hours of, understandable, failure on Vanafin's part considering what he'd done last night, along with demonstrations from himself and Fenrir before the man managed to freeze a small patch. 'He's doing incredibly for a conscious effort, especially since he has not the increased motivation I did with Glam's jeering and then the spiders.'