A/N: I know, it's been FOREVER since I added a new chapter, but I'm sorry!
I had a bit of a writer's block, but I'm better now, and I'm gonna be
updating a lot more often from now on, I promise! Thanks to Misty for
giving me inspiration for the next few chapters ^^ I owe you. Now, on to
the story!
Legolas stood, shocked, until Aragorn grabbed his shoulder, still smirking, and pulled him over toward the horses. "Come, Elf, we must get going. The orcs are close."
The archer seemed to visibly shake out of his trance, and nodded. "Then what are we waiting for?"
Merry laughed, "We're waiting for you to join us."
Legolas just ignored him and climbed onto his horse. Aragorn climbed on behind Merry, and the three set off.
They rode for a few miles in silence, listening to the forest for any signs that their enemy might be close, until Merry decided to speak up. "So, what was that about?"
"I'm quite curious about that myself, Elf."
Legolas, knowing it was going to come up eventually, just shrugged, "It is a long story."
"We have time," Merry chimed in, "It's not like we have anywhere to be."
"Alright... well, it is like this..." and Legolas began to tell them a few important points of his current semi-relationship with Cailiosa.
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Meanwhile, on the other side of the woods, Gimli, Cailiosa, and Pippin were traveling. Gimli was looking around for the enemy, or for any signs of them, and for any changes in the trail. Cailiosa and Pippin, on the other hand, were chatting animatedly about everything under the sun, though mainly about the situation with Legolas.
"Would the two of you mind terribly SHUTTING YOUR TRAPS long enough for us to make this trip in one piece?"
"I am listening for changes in the area, Sir Dwarf. If anything happens, I will hear it. In fact, I believe it should be me telling you to quiet down. Your breathing is quite loud."
Gimli huffed angrily, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Do not be such a sore sport, Gimli!" Pippin grinned, "It's not your fault she can argue better than you."
"Shut your mouth, Halfling" Gimli pulled ahead a little, still angry.
"Oh, don't be such a poor loser, Dwarf, you'll win next time." Cailiosa laughed, and playfully blew a kiss at the glaring axman. "Come, I know a shortcut. This way." She said as she turned through an overgrown area in the woods.
They went through carefully and came to a small trail, just barely big enough for their horses to get through.
"Hold! I think I heard something." Gimli said, slowing his horse, all grudges immediately resolved.
"As did I," Cailiosa said, her ears pricked up to the slightest sound.
"It was from behind us. We're probably best off to continue, just proves the orcs are closer than we thought. Stopping can only harm us."
"I hope you're right..." Pippin muttered nervously.
Cailiosa gave him a reassuring squeeze, "Don't worry, little one, I'm sure our friend here is correct." She looked up from her small friend back toward the path... and her bright eyes met with the dark, emotionless eyes of an orc. They were surrounded.
So Cailiosa, ever-calm in the face of danger, did the only thing she could think to do at the moment. She screamed.
Legolas stood, shocked, until Aragorn grabbed his shoulder, still smirking, and pulled him over toward the horses. "Come, Elf, we must get going. The orcs are close."
The archer seemed to visibly shake out of his trance, and nodded. "Then what are we waiting for?"
Merry laughed, "We're waiting for you to join us."
Legolas just ignored him and climbed onto his horse. Aragorn climbed on behind Merry, and the three set off.
They rode for a few miles in silence, listening to the forest for any signs that their enemy might be close, until Merry decided to speak up. "So, what was that about?"
"I'm quite curious about that myself, Elf."
Legolas, knowing it was going to come up eventually, just shrugged, "It is a long story."
"We have time," Merry chimed in, "It's not like we have anywhere to be."
"Alright... well, it is like this..." and Legolas began to tell them a few important points of his current semi-relationship with Cailiosa.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Meanwhile, on the other side of the woods, Gimli, Cailiosa, and Pippin were traveling. Gimli was looking around for the enemy, or for any signs of them, and for any changes in the trail. Cailiosa and Pippin, on the other hand, were chatting animatedly about everything under the sun, though mainly about the situation with Legolas.
"Would the two of you mind terribly SHUTTING YOUR TRAPS long enough for us to make this trip in one piece?"
"I am listening for changes in the area, Sir Dwarf. If anything happens, I will hear it. In fact, I believe it should be me telling you to quiet down. Your breathing is quite loud."
Gimli huffed angrily, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Do not be such a sore sport, Gimli!" Pippin grinned, "It's not your fault she can argue better than you."
"Shut your mouth, Halfling" Gimli pulled ahead a little, still angry.
"Oh, don't be such a poor loser, Dwarf, you'll win next time." Cailiosa laughed, and playfully blew a kiss at the glaring axman. "Come, I know a shortcut. This way." She said as she turned through an overgrown area in the woods.
They went through carefully and came to a small trail, just barely big enough for their horses to get through.
"Hold! I think I heard something." Gimli said, slowing his horse, all grudges immediately resolved.
"As did I," Cailiosa said, her ears pricked up to the slightest sound.
"It was from behind us. We're probably best off to continue, just proves the orcs are closer than we thought. Stopping can only harm us."
"I hope you're right..." Pippin muttered nervously.
Cailiosa gave him a reassuring squeeze, "Don't worry, little one, I'm sure our friend here is correct." She looked up from her small friend back toward the path... and her bright eyes met with the dark, emotionless eyes of an orc. They were surrounded.
So Cailiosa, ever-calm in the face of danger, did the only thing she could think to do at the moment. She screamed.