"Er, oh, I'm Merry and this is Pippin, who seems to of lost his voice," Merry laughed, nudged him.
"Shut up!" Pippin blushed, nudging
Merry back.
"Orcs?" Ruby burst out.
"Where!?!" said Pippin, looking madly around himself.
"No, they thought you were orcs?" Ruby laughed, suddenly realising how funny it was, "orcs??"
"Well, yeah," Pippin laughed, realising the funny side of the whole affair, "we were sort of captured by them, well their relatives Uruk-Hai, before Treebeard saved us from being eaten of course."
"Uruk-Hai?" questioned Fae, "what are they?"
"Well you know what orcs look like don't you?"
"Well, yeah."
"Well, they look like those."
"Except bigger, faster, meaner,
smellier…" exclaimed Pippin.
"Ok, ok!" Ruby said, giggling.
"Well I suppose we'd better get comfy, it could be a long night," sighed Pippin, glancing at the circle of talking trees.
"Folks at home would never believe this," Merry muttered.
"So, how do you two know Treebeard?" asked Pippin.
"Well, Fae and I have always been
best friends, we're from the south of this very forest. We lived with our
parents and the other villages. Our families travelled form place to place,
kind of circus like," explained Ruby.
"Well being adventurous kids we decided to go explore, 'don't go too far'
mother would always say," Fae smiled fondly, "but of course we thought we could
handle anything and went deep into the trees. In the depths the shadows seemed
to move and it wasn't long before we realised we were lost, hopelessly lost!"
"Coldness and hunger set in," Ruby carried on," and we thought we'd never see the daylight again. We decided to take shelter in a near-by tree, and as we sat and pondered it began to move. It's twigs becoming great long fingers and the short stubby roots formed into toes."
"And that was Treebeard!" Fae concluded with a nod.