Wow, I'm sure updating quick. Okay... please... wish me good luck on my concert. And wish my mother good luck flying to Cali and back. Oh, and anyone wanna give me two names for Leggy-boy's bro's?
Oh, my poor Breeze! She's sick! And (Iron) Ranger can now no longer become Grand Champion Stallion... cuz he's not really a stallion anymore... *SOB!*
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Ademia rode as fast as Breeze could run over the rough ground. Elrond's words echoed through her head. "The orcs are on their way in Lothlorien. Your forces are not enough to battle their forces."
Breeze stopped suddenly, Ademia nearly went flying over her head, but righted herself. The sounds of heavily shod feet sounded around her. Breeze danced worriedly. "Easy girl!"
The orcs appeared forming a tough circle around them. This was all too much for Breeze. She had been around orcs before, in battle, but that was with other horses. Breeze reared and Mia was flung off her back. Mia hit her head on the rock. Black covered her eyes and she knew no more.
"She left four days ago, Haldir," Elrond said to the frantic elf. "She has not returned?"
"No," Haldir shook his head. "Breeze returned riderless, yesterday. She hadn't pulled her picket or anything, she was saddled and her packs were on her. Ademia wasn't."
Orophin bolted into the room. "We've followed the tracks and... well.."
Haldir spun. "Tell me!"
"There were orc foot prints in a rough circle, it looks like they camped there and horse prints lead off toward home."
Haldir's mouth dropped open sometime through it and snapped shut at the end. "And...?"
"We have reason to believe that Mia is with them."
Haldir knew his brother. "And...?"
"And... well.. we think that maybe... considering they're orcs... and Mia is.. well... a female.. and.."
Haldir understood what he meant. "Oh no. Does anybody else know?"
Orophin shook his head. "Only Rumil and I know."
Haldir nodded. "Tell no one. I assume Galadriel knows. Her mirror would show her."
"We must go searching for her."
Aragorn stared at Haldir when he arrived. "But the orcs are nearly died out, how can...?"
"I do not know, but from what I've heard their forces are greater than Lorien's."
"Are you sure? They have Ademia?" Aragorn's voice was sharp and several of the servants made a half step forward.
Haldir nodded wordlessly. His eyes downcast in worry and sorrow. "We have tracked them as far as we can and we fear they are heading for Mordor."
Aragorn leapt up and sent for some of his warriors. Haldir continued on his journey. Now going to Mirkwood. Ademia had been missing for long over a week now. The horses were exhausted. Aragorn lent them fresh horses.
Haldir's force was numbered that of: Rivendell, including Elohir (spelling?); Lothlorien with well over three-fourths their standing force; Gondor, many of Aragorn's own guards and Arwen's; Rohan, lending every horse and rider they had. No one had a great count of how many orcs there were, but they all doubted that there was going to be more than their number.
A few days later Mirkwood joined them. Legolas leading them.
A noise broke the silence of the wood. Legolas reined up his dapple. He held up his hand and his warriors obediently stopped behind him. Haldir circled around. "What do you hear?"
The noise came again louder. A scream. Haldir heard it. "This way!"
Swords were drawn, bows were pulled into hands, arrows were drawn. Shields were pulled over arms. Slender elven blades were readied in hands. The horses were kicked into sudden gallops and more than one rider had to grab a mane in order not to fall off and be trampled.
They were astonished by the sight they saw.
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Well there. And I have a challenge for you. Anyone who is reading this story (discreet cough) write a story where Gimli gets a chick. Ya know, he never stars, well not that I read anyway. Please don't make it slash, i don't read that stuff. And in exchange I will write anything you want, but not above PG13 and not Slash.. kay?
Oh, my poor Breeze! She's sick! And (Iron) Ranger can now no longer become Grand Champion Stallion... cuz he's not really a stallion anymore... *SOB!*
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Ademia rode as fast as Breeze could run over the rough ground. Elrond's words echoed through her head. "The orcs are on their way in Lothlorien. Your forces are not enough to battle their forces."
Breeze stopped suddenly, Ademia nearly went flying over her head, but righted herself. The sounds of heavily shod feet sounded around her. Breeze danced worriedly. "Easy girl!"
The orcs appeared forming a tough circle around them. This was all too much for Breeze. She had been around orcs before, in battle, but that was with other horses. Breeze reared and Mia was flung off her back. Mia hit her head on the rock. Black covered her eyes and she knew no more.
"She left four days ago, Haldir," Elrond said to the frantic elf. "She has not returned?"
"No," Haldir shook his head. "Breeze returned riderless, yesterday. She hadn't pulled her picket or anything, she was saddled and her packs were on her. Ademia wasn't."
Orophin bolted into the room. "We've followed the tracks and... well.."
Haldir spun. "Tell me!"
"There were orc foot prints in a rough circle, it looks like they camped there and horse prints lead off toward home."
Haldir's mouth dropped open sometime through it and snapped shut at the end. "And...?"
"We have reason to believe that Mia is with them."
Haldir knew his brother. "And...?"
"And... well.. we think that maybe... considering they're orcs... and Mia is.. well... a female.. and.."
Haldir understood what he meant. "Oh no. Does anybody else know?"
Orophin shook his head. "Only Rumil and I know."
Haldir nodded. "Tell no one. I assume Galadriel knows. Her mirror would show her."
"We must go searching for her."
Aragorn stared at Haldir when he arrived. "But the orcs are nearly died out, how can...?"
"I do not know, but from what I've heard their forces are greater than Lorien's."
"Are you sure? They have Ademia?" Aragorn's voice was sharp and several of the servants made a half step forward.
Haldir nodded wordlessly. His eyes downcast in worry and sorrow. "We have tracked them as far as we can and we fear they are heading for Mordor."
Aragorn leapt up and sent for some of his warriors. Haldir continued on his journey. Now going to Mirkwood. Ademia had been missing for long over a week now. The horses were exhausted. Aragorn lent them fresh horses.
Haldir's force was numbered that of: Rivendell, including Elohir (spelling?); Lothlorien with well over three-fourths their standing force; Gondor, many of Aragorn's own guards and Arwen's; Rohan, lending every horse and rider they had. No one had a great count of how many orcs there were, but they all doubted that there was going to be more than their number.
A few days later Mirkwood joined them. Legolas leading them.
A noise broke the silence of the wood. Legolas reined up his dapple. He held up his hand and his warriors obediently stopped behind him. Haldir circled around. "What do you hear?"
The noise came again louder. A scream. Haldir heard it. "This way!"
Swords were drawn, bows were pulled into hands, arrows were drawn. Shields were pulled over arms. Slender elven blades were readied in hands. The horses were kicked into sudden gallops and more than one rider had to grab a mane in order not to fall off and be trampled.
They were astonished by the sight they saw.
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Well there. And I have a challenge for you. Anyone who is reading this story (discreet cough) write a story where Gimli gets a chick. Ya know, he never stars, well not that I read anyway. Please don't make it slash, i don't read that stuff. And in exchange I will write anything you want, but not above PG13 and not Slash.. kay?