Chapter 44: Old Entish
The Ents deliberated still, then suddenly… Treebeard nodded and turned slowly to the Hobbits.
"Hunter," Blake gestured to them.
Hunter stood up to await Treebeard's answer to the combined growing threats of Sauron and Zeltrax…
"We have just agreed… " Treebeard announced as he bowed… then went still as an ordinary tree on a windless day…
Hunter and Blake brightened for a few moments… but then went impatient to hearing Treebeard's answer…
…Hunter angled his head in query as he asked," …yes?"
Treebeard shook himself and continued, "I have told your names to the Ent Moot and… we… have agreed… "
The brothers waited for what Treebeard and the Ents agreed to…
"…You are not Orcs," Treebeard concluded with a smile. Just then…
"Well," Blake said, obviously hoping for something more, "that's good news."
But it wasn't good news for Hunter though. "And what about Saruman?" he asked impatiently, "have you come to a decision about him?"
"Now," Treebeard said, waving a hand, trying to calm them, "don't be hasty Master Hunter."
"Hasty?!" Hunter cried in exasperation, as he took a few steps forward, "our friends are out there. They need our help. They cannot fight this war on their own!"
"War, yes," said Treebeard, understanding Hunter's disposition, "…it affects us all; tree, root and twig. But you must understand, young Hobbit. It takes a loong time to say anything in ooold… Entish."
the Hobbits rolled their eyes in disgruntlement. Clearly, they didn't want excuses from Treebeard… only immediate action.
"…And we never say anything… unless it is worth taking a looong… time to say," finished Treebeard.