**Hey, people, thanks for reviewing!! Um… to Reader Number 394 sorry about
the little mistake, it should have been in human years not in elf years…
you know how every year in human years, a dog is considered 7…? Well
that's sorta the case here, ya know?... not that I'm comparing elves to
dogs, on no, no, no! I mean not that there is anything wrong with dogs…
it's just that… ::ugh:: never mine. LoL. Just read on… PLEASE R&R!!!**
Little note to Tiffany:… I'm number 24 in our class of 151!:) aren't you proud! ::hehe::
Chapter 15
The next day…
They had survived the night. Nothing special happened, it rained a little around 3 am, but just enough to make the round a little wet, but enough to make the rocks slippery and hard to walk upon. They headed towards Moria once more, Gandalf planned on reaching the gates by nightfall…
…The day came and went just as planned, making good timing, they would reach Moria a little after the sun sets. But when the sun started to set, the wolves began to howl.
"Durian?" Pippin asked. "What were to happen if we are attacked by wolves. The wolves are a lot bigger than us hobbits."
"Well… I guess I CAN protect you if you really want me to." Durian said smiling.
"What about Bill?" Asked Sam. "What if the wolves attack Bill?"
"Bill seems a stable enough pony, but he can protect himself little, so I trust you will aid in protecting him?" Durian asked.
"Why yes I will Mister Durian. Yes I will." Sam said proudly.
Durian smiled and patted Sam on the head, making him mad. "You are a strong little hobbit Sam. Bill will be okay if you are with him."
Sam nodded and walked up to join Frodo.
They were beginning to go deeper into the woods and it was starting to get hard to see from the darkness. The occasional cry from the wolves rang through the air around them. Each time they heard a wolf cry, they seemed to get closer to them. Durian looked around nervously when his sharp ears picked up a breaking twig to his left.
"Legolas," he whispered to his brother behind him. "Are you hearing the noises from the woods also?"
"Aye." Said Legolas, he drew his bow and fitted an arrow to it. "Everyone be on their guard. We may have visitors soon."
The night air was filled with the sounds of swords against sheaths. Durian drew his bow and an arrow. The fellowship continued walking through the woods quietly.
A sudden growl from the left made everyone turn towards the noise. But the wolves had other plans and attacked from the right. A wolf sprang from behind a tree and flew in the air towards Frodo.
Legolas' ears picked up the movement from behind, he spun around and met the wolf with an arrow through its throat.
"Damn… wolves," Legolas said smiling at his brother.
Durian smiled back, "Target practice."
"Hell yeah!" Legolas yelled. They began furiously spending their arrows on the wolves that came into sight.
After 10 minutes of fighting the wolves, Durian had ran out of arrows so he brought out his daggers. In the graceful movement of his body, he was slitting throats left and right. He heard Pippin let out a yelp from behind. He turned around and saw a wolf flying towards the poor hobbit. In one quick movement of his arm, the wolf was decapitated and only the head was flying through the air. Pippin screamed as the head flew into his arms. He dropped it in disgust and ran of.
The little 'battle' with the wolves ended in less than half an hour. There were no injuries except for Merry who got in the way of Gandalf's staff and received a bump on the head. And Pippin, who had been mentally and emotionally scarred.
"Well," said Legolas as he and Durian wandered around gathering their bloody arrows. "That was fun."
"Aye, it was" Durian agreed.
"Eww," Legolas mumbled as he pulled one of his arrows out from a wolf eye and brought the eye out with the arrow. He flicked the arrow around a couple of times to get it off but it was stuck. He pointed the arrow at Durian, "Could you get that off for me?" he asked sweetly.
"I'm not touching that!" Durian exclaimed.
"God," Legolas mumbled. He walked over to a tree and rubbed the eye against it. "What the Hell??!! It's not coming off!!!"
Durian started laughing so Legolas flung the arrow at him. He screamed when the eyeball smacked against his chest. "That's disgusting Legolas!" He yelled.
Legolas shrugged in return.
"You're so immature. Honestly, who IS the older one here?" Durian exclaimed.
"Oh, that would be me." Legolas said.
Durian grumbled to himself and threw the arrow back to Legolas. He ignored the eyeball and just stuck the arrow back in his quiver.
"You're just going to walk around with that thing still on the arrow?" Durian asked.
"Yeah… why not?" Legolas questioned.
"As I said, that's disgusting."
"I know. But that's my job." Legolas told him.
"Legolas! Durian! Come now, we are moving on. The gates to Moria are just ahead. We will reach it in minutes." Boromir called out to the two elves.
Durian whimpered as they walked up to the others, "I don't want to go into Moria…" He whined.
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Hey… see… I stopped it in a stupid place again. See what happened in writers block??!! ::ugh:: anyhoo, I'm trying to get this out as fast as possible… does it seem I'm dragging this on too long? Should I just make everything a big old happy ending? … no… I dunno… anyhoo… I didn't know what to call the chapter… geeze, DAMN WRITERS BLOCK!!! PLEASE R&R!!!!!
Little note to Tiffany:… I'm number 24 in our class of 151!:) aren't you proud! ::hehe::
Chapter 15
The next day…
They had survived the night. Nothing special happened, it rained a little around 3 am, but just enough to make the round a little wet, but enough to make the rocks slippery and hard to walk upon. They headed towards Moria once more, Gandalf planned on reaching the gates by nightfall…
…The day came and went just as planned, making good timing, they would reach Moria a little after the sun sets. But when the sun started to set, the wolves began to howl.
"Durian?" Pippin asked. "What were to happen if we are attacked by wolves. The wolves are a lot bigger than us hobbits."
"Well… I guess I CAN protect you if you really want me to." Durian said smiling.
"What about Bill?" Asked Sam. "What if the wolves attack Bill?"
"Bill seems a stable enough pony, but he can protect himself little, so I trust you will aid in protecting him?" Durian asked.
"Why yes I will Mister Durian. Yes I will." Sam said proudly.
Durian smiled and patted Sam on the head, making him mad. "You are a strong little hobbit Sam. Bill will be okay if you are with him."
Sam nodded and walked up to join Frodo.
They were beginning to go deeper into the woods and it was starting to get hard to see from the darkness. The occasional cry from the wolves rang through the air around them. Each time they heard a wolf cry, they seemed to get closer to them. Durian looked around nervously when his sharp ears picked up a breaking twig to his left.
"Legolas," he whispered to his brother behind him. "Are you hearing the noises from the woods also?"
"Aye." Said Legolas, he drew his bow and fitted an arrow to it. "Everyone be on their guard. We may have visitors soon."
The night air was filled with the sounds of swords against sheaths. Durian drew his bow and an arrow. The fellowship continued walking through the woods quietly.
A sudden growl from the left made everyone turn towards the noise. But the wolves had other plans and attacked from the right. A wolf sprang from behind a tree and flew in the air towards Frodo.
Legolas' ears picked up the movement from behind, he spun around and met the wolf with an arrow through its throat.
"Damn… wolves," Legolas said smiling at his brother.
Durian smiled back, "Target practice."
"Hell yeah!" Legolas yelled. They began furiously spending their arrows on the wolves that came into sight.
After 10 minutes of fighting the wolves, Durian had ran out of arrows so he brought out his daggers. In the graceful movement of his body, he was slitting throats left and right. He heard Pippin let out a yelp from behind. He turned around and saw a wolf flying towards the poor hobbit. In one quick movement of his arm, the wolf was decapitated and only the head was flying through the air. Pippin screamed as the head flew into his arms. He dropped it in disgust and ran of.
The little 'battle' with the wolves ended in less than half an hour. There were no injuries except for Merry who got in the way of Gandalf's staff and received a bump on the head. And Pippin, who had been mentally and emotionally scarred.
"Well," said Legolas as he and Durian wandered around gathering their bloody arrows. "That was fun."
"Aye, it was" Durian agreed.
"Eww," Legolas mumbled as he pulled one of his arrows out from a wolf eye and brought the eye out with the arrow. He flicked the arrow around a couple of times to get it off but it was stuck. He pointed the arrow at Durian, "Could you get that off for me?" he asked sweetly.
"I'm not touching that!" Durian exclaimed.
"God," Legolas mumbled. He walked over to a tree and rubbed the eye against it. "What the Hell??!! It's not coming off!!!"
Durian started laughing so Legolas flung the arrow at him. He screamed when the eyeball smacked against his chest. "That's disgusting Legolas!" He yelled.
Legolas shrugged in return.
"You're so immature. Honestly, who IS the older one here?" Durian exclaimed.
"Oh, that would be me." Legolas said.
Durian grumbled to himself and threw the arrow back to Legolas. He ignored the eyeball and just stuck the arrow back in his quiver.
"You're just going to walk around with that thing still on the arrow?" Durian asked.
"Yeah… why not?" Legolas questioned.
"As I said, that's disgusting."
"I know. But that's my job." Legolas told him.
"Legolas! Durian! Come now, we are moving on. The gates to Moria are just ahead. We will reach it in minutes." Boromir called out to the two elves.
Durian whimpered as they walked up to the others, "I don't want to go into Moria…" He whined.
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Hey… see… I stopped it in a stupid place again. See what happened in writers block??!! ::ugh:: anyhoo, I'm trying to get this out as fast as possible… does it seem I'm dragging this on too long? Should I just make everything a big old happy ending? … no… I dunno… anyhoo… I didn't know what to call the chapter… geeze, DAMN WRITERS BLOCK!!! PLEASE R&R!!!!!