Swearing on Legolas' life are we know JediknightBalthasar? That may not be
the smartest (or safest) idea. You might say that I am a HUGE Legolas fan,
Aragorn comes in a definite second. You may have different ideas, but
Legolas is my favorite. He will come in later stories though. For now it is
only Aragorn, (Or Estel as you seem to prefer)
And thanks for all the other reviews, I am glad that you all are liking it.
By the way I am writing a series, I forgot to post the summary of this story on my last one, but I will try an remember to do that in the future.
*Sigh* My formatting isn't turning out the way I want. Nothing stays bolded, spacing is messed up, and everything is just different, except the story itself. If any of you know how to fix this problem, please do tell!
Other stories in this series: Family is Home
By Emmithar
Chapter 2: The Way Through the Woods
The first night seemed to fall quickly, and Estel found himself weary as he sat next to the blazing fire they had built. Elladan began to prepare supper as Elrohir settled the horses in for the night.
"Come over here Estel and help me, will you," Elrohir called to him. Slowly he stood, and moved over to aide his brother. Elrohir handed him the reigns to Estel and fumbled in one of the packs, pulling out brushes. Taking back the reigns he tied them to the small tree and handed Estel a brush, before he started to groom his own horse. Estel followed his example, gently stroking the mane of his own small horse.
"When will we hunt?" Estel asked softly.
"When we reach the plains," Elrohir told him. He himself was weary from the long ride and was amazed that his younger brother had any strength at all.
"When will we reach the plains?" Estel asked again.
Despite his weariness Elrohir laughed. "First we travel the length of this path for yet another day, and then we will cross over the high hills," he said, pointing in the distance at the rolling ground, to small to be called mountains, but much to big to be called a hill. "After we reach the bottom we will have to travel through the forest before coming into the plains. Then we will hunt."
Estel gave a sigh, "But that will take forever!" he cried softly, brushing the side of his horse.
Elladan was the one who laughed this time, "It is only two days," he told him, cooking the meat over the dancing flames.
Aragorn gave a sigh. "That's still a long time," he said softly.
"But it's not forever is it?" Elladan asked.
Estel shook his head. "I guess not," he said, placing the brush back in his back. He lay his against the soft warm gray side of his horse, closing his eyes. He did not realize that he had fallen asleep until he found Elrohir shaking him gently.
"Don't fall asleep to fast my brother. Come and eat, Elladan has prepared a fine meal," Elrohir told him when he was certain the young human had awoken. Estel rubbed his eyes sleepily as he stumbled slightly. Elrohir caught him, steadying him and guiding his younger brother to the fire. Elladan handed both of them a plate before getting his own.
Aragorn ate the food without hardly realizing what he was eating. When he finished Elrohir helped set his bed up, and he was asleep before his head hit the soft pillow. Elrohir covered his brother with a soft blanket, before returning next to the fire. Elladan raised an eyebrow in question. Elrohir nodded, "He is asleep."
Elladan nodded. "I thought as much. He did well on the trail today." Elrohir nodded in agreement, his eyes resting on the sleeping boy, who was stretched out on the blankets. "I just hope all goes well. Unlike last time," Elladan said, leaning back against a tree.
"If you are referring to the incident with the chickens, that wasn't my fault,' Elrohir said softly, a small smile crossing his face.
"And I suppose the chicken barn caught on fire all by itself?" Elladan prodded.
"Well," Elrohir stuttered, blushing.
Elladan snickered softly, giving a sigh before turning his eyes upwards. He knew exactly how to get at his brother. "Looks like it might rain," he said softly, looking at the cloudy sky.
Elrohir followed his gaze. "That might lesson the hunt," he said softly.
Elladan nodded, "Let us hope that it doesn't then," he said, laying down on his blankets. Elrohir nodded gently in agreement, also laying down. "Besides," Elladan added in between yawns, "I wish too see what kind of trouble you can possibly get into this time."
"That wasn't my fault," Elrohir protested softly before falling asleep.
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TBC.. Okay, I was going to make this longer, but I kinda ran into a small writers block, and I don't want to post my next idea until the next chapter, so I thought I'd post what I had instead of ruining it by putting in strange unwanted ideas. But please so review! Let me know what you think, ask any questions, give any comments or suggestions, and I'll see you on the next post!
And thanks for all the other reviews, I am glad that you all are liking it.
By the way I am writing a series, I forgot to post the summary of this story on my last one, but I will try an remember to do that in the future.
*Sigh* My formatting isn't turning out the way I want. Nothing stays bolded, spacing is messed up, and everything is just different, except the story itself. If any of you know how to fix this problem, please do tell!
Other stories in this series: Family is Home
By Emmithar
Chapter 2: The Way Through the Woods
The first night seemed to fall quickly, and Estel found himself weary as he sat next to the blazing fire they had built. Elladan began to prepare supper as Elrohir settled the horses in for the night.
"Come over here Estel and help me, will you," Elrohir called to him. Slowly he stood, and moved over to aide his brother. Elrohir handed him the reigns to Estel and fumbled in one of the packs, pulling out brushes. Taking back the reigns he tied them to the small tree and handed Estel a brush, before he started to groom his own horse. Estel followed his example, gently stroking the mane of his own small horse.
"When will we hunt?" Estel asked softly.
"When we reach the plains," Elrohir told him. He himself was weary from the long ride and was amazed that his younger brother had any strength at all.
"When will we reach the plains?" Estel asked again.
Despite his weariness Elrohir laughed. "First we travel the length of this path for yet another day, and then we will cross over the high hills," he said, pointing in the distance at the rolling ground, to small to be called mountains, but much to big to be called a hill. "After we reach the bottom we will have to travel through the forest before coming into the plains. Then we will hunt."
Estel gave a sigh, "But that will take forever!" he cried softly, brushing the side of his horse.
Elladan was the one who laughed this time, "It is only two days," he told him, cooking the meat over the dancing flames.
Aragorn gave a sigh. "That's still a long time," he said softly.
"But it's not forever is it?" Elladan asked.
Estel shook his head. "I guess not," he said, placing the brush back in his back. He lay his against the soft warm gray side of his horse, closing his eyes. He did not realize that he had fallen asleep until he found Elrohir shaking him gently.
"Don't fall asleep to fast my brother. Come and eat, Elladan has prepared a fine meal," Elrohir told him when he was certain the young human had awoken. Estel rubbed his eyes sleepily as he stumbled slightly. Elrohir caught him, steadying him and guiding his younger brother to the fire. Elladan handed both of them a plate before getting his own.
Aragorn ate the food without hardly realizing what he was eating. When he finished Elrohir helped set his bed up, and he was asleep before his head hit the soft pillow. Elrohir covered his brother with a soft blanket, before returning next to the fire. Elladan raised an eyebrow in question. Elrohir nodded, "He is asleep."
Elladan nodded. "I thought as much. He did well on the trail today." Elrohir nodded in agreement, his eyes resting on the sleeping boy, who was stretched out on the blankets. "I just hope all goes well. Unlike last time," Elladan said, leaning back against a tree.
"If you are referring to the incident with the chickens, that wasn't my fault,' Elrohir said softly, a small smile crossing his face.
"And I suppose the chicken barn caught on fire all by itself?" Elladan prodded.
"Well," Elrohir stuttered, blushing.
Elladan snickered softly, giving a sigh before turning his eyes upwards. He knew exactly how to get at his brother. "Looks like it might rain," he said softly, looking at the cloudy sky.
Elrohir followed his gaze. "That might lesson the hunt," he said softly.
Elladan nodded, "Let us hope that it doesn't then," he said, laying down on his blankets. Elrohir nodded gently in agreement, also laying down. "Besides," Elladan added in between yawns, "I wish too see what kind of trouble you can possibly get into this time."
"That wasn't my fault," Elrohir protested softly before falling asleep.
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TBC.. Okay, I was going to make this longer, but I kinda ran into a small writers block, and I don't want to post my next idea until the next chapter, so I thought I'd post what I had instead of ruining it by putting in strange unwanted ideas. But please so review! Let me know what you think, ask any questions, give any comments or suggestions, and I'll see you on the next post!