Still here.
1 Pada ned i glawar Elvellon
(Walk in the sunshine Elf-friend)
Chapter Eight
The Fellowship
Grace and Cassandra were packing the essentials in the leather rucksacks, Laigolas was seeing to the horses. He kept a close eye on Grace as she finished up packing and strayed away from the group. He could see her going over to the Man, Amanathorn. He clenched his fists, and was just about to go over to them, when he heard a familiar voice.
"Laigolas!?" came the disbelieving voice.
Laigolas turned around and say a young elven girl, who looked about nine or ten, but in reality was two hundred years old.
"Calinde?!" he exclaimed. "It's you!"
He held out his arms and the red headed elf girl came flying at him. He wrapped his arms around the child and lifted her up.
"Laigolas!" she cried again, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him on the cheek.
"My little sister...." he murmured contentedly.
He carried her over to Cassandra.
"Cassandra, I'd like you to meet my little sister Calinde. Calinde, this is Cassandra."
Cassandra greeted the little girl.
"Nice to meet you." she turned to her traveling companion. "Now Laigolas, we have to leave before nightfall. It grows late even now. Do you want me to retrieve our Elvellon? Or will you." she asked, referring to Grace.
"I'll do it. Just give me a second."
He placed his little sister carefully on the ground and went to get Grace.
"Grace! We must leave. Will you be riding with us, or with the Man." he said, slightly sarcastic when saying 'man'.
Amanathorn smirked at him.
"Yes. I am a Man. A red blooded two fisted man. More tan you'll ever be, Elf." he bragged shamelessly.
Laigolas growled under his breath.
"I'll come with you Laigolas." Grace said, shying away from Amanathorn a little.
Traveling with the Fellowship would be: Jemsamerwise and Stemdoc would represent the Hobbits, Mechmol the dwarf, the man Amanathorn, and the three elves.
As the began riding out of Mirkwood, Laigolas's keen hearing picked up a solitary hoses hoof beats behind them. He turned and saw Calinde riding up.
"Calinde! Go back! You needst not go with us!" he called to her.
But she paid no heed. The headstrong elf girl rode up beside her brother, flashing him a cocky look.
"I'll go wherever I wish Laigolas Greenleaf, if you're going, I'm going." she retorted.
Laigolas slapped a hand to his forehead and gave up. Nothing seemed to be going his way. So much for group participation!
1 Pada ned i glawar Elvellon
(Walk in the sunshine Elf-friend)
Chapter Eight
The Fellowship
Grace and Cassandra were packing the essentials in the leather rucksacks, Laigolas was seeing to the horses. He kept a close eye on Grace as she finished up packing and strayed away from the group. He could see her going over to the Man, Amanathorn. He clenched his fists, and was just about to go over to them, when he heard a familiar voice.
"Laigolas!?" came the disbelieving voice.
Laigolas turned around and say a young elven girl, who looked about nine or ten, but in reality was two hundred years old.
"Calinde?!" he exclaimed. "It's you!"
He held out his arms and the red headed elf girl came flying at him. He wrapped his arms around the child and lifted her up.
"Laigolas!" she cried again, throwing her arms around his neck and kissing him on the cheek.
"My little sister...." he murmured contentedly.
He carried her over to Cassandra.
"Cassandra, I'd like you to meet my little sister Calinde. Calinde, this is Cassandra."
Cassandra greeted the little girl.
"Nice to meet you." she turned to her traveling companion. "Now Laigolas, we have to leave before nightfall. It grows late even now. Do you want me to retrieve our Elvellon? Or will you." she asked, referring to Grace.
"I'll do it. Just give me a second."
He placed his little sister carefully on the ground and went to get Grace.
"Grace! We must leave. Will you be riding with us, or with the Man." he said, slightly sarcastic when saying 'man'.
Amanathorn smirked at him.
"Yes. I am a Man. A red blooded two fisted man. More tan you'll ever be, Elf." he bragged shamelessly.
Laigolas growled under his breath.
"I'll come with you Laigolas." Grace said, shying away from Amanathorn a little.
Traveling with the Fellowship would be: Jemsamerwise and Stemdoc would represent the Hobbits, Mechmol the dwarf, the man Amanathorn, and the three elves.
As the began riding out of Mirkwood, Laigolas's keen hearing picked up a solitary hoses hoof beats behind them. He turned and saw Calinde riding up.
"Calinde! Go back! You needst not go with us!" he called to her.
But she paid no heed. The headstrong elf girl rode up beside her brother, flashing him a cocky look.
"I'll go wherever I wish Laigolas Greenleaf, if you're going, I'm going." she retorted.
Laigolas slapped a hand to his forehead and gave up. Nothing seemed to be going his way. So much for group participation!
