Elentari Manwe.....Legolas will be single...he and Pie are just buddies! LoL...but ya never know w/ the two Skin Changers. They are best 'friends'. LoL If you know what I mean....*nudge nudge lol jk*
Nili! AH! *rushes forward and helps my poor Arrna up* jeez.....are you trying to kill all of my characters?! You slap the King, then you send poor Arrna falling splat onto the ground! eep!
Arrna: *looks at sympathy card, puzzled* what's this? Is it edible?
Hrive: *shakes head* no, I think it's from one of Lina's reviewers.....ow, wow, mine has a smiley on it!
Lina: *shoos away characters*
*watches as MY Estel and the Elves run for the hills in fright of my weirdness.*
Oh well, they'll come back....they ALWAYS do. LoL!
And...I take pride in 'rubbing off' on you guys. I am, after all, the MOST obsessive ARagorn fan that I know. And Nili, you come in a close second. We are Aragorn's stalkers....lol
Halo....aww, you feel sick? I'm sorry. I'm glad this made you feel a lil better. GET WELL SOON! *sends Legolas over to give you a hug*
Silver-Kalan ....i'm glad to see you back again! Thanks so much!
I OWN Hrive (pronounced Ree-vae), Ohtar, AranenTel'draug, Arrna, and the other Tel'draug skin changers...okay ?
NOTE: This is the Elvish meaning of these names....just in case ya wanna know...
Arrna = storm
Hrive= winter
Ohtar = warrior
AranenTel'draug = King of the Wolf
Tel'draug = the wolf
Ch. 7
Legolas looked over at the Skin Changer opposite the fire of him, who was tending to her friend's wounds.
"Glorfindel, do you know the story behind everything that AranenTel'draug spoke of? It seemed as though there is more to Pie than meets the eye,"Legolas questioned softly.
"Pie?"
"Oh, that's Hrive's nickname I gave to her,"Legolas explained.
"Okay, well then,"Glorfindel began with a small smile, but sobered as he began to tell the tale. "AranenTel'draug, as you know, fell in love with an Elven maiden. During their union, they had a child. The Half-Elven child was four when her mother was slain."
"When I returned with the maiden's body, AranenTel'draug was angered. Grieving and filled with hatred, he ordered my immediate execution. But, one little thing stopped him. His four year old child came in and begged for my life, declaring that I was like her mother and that she did not want her mother's people to die,"Glorfindel continued, "That child was Hrive."
"How long ago was this?"Legolas inquired.
"That was 21 years ago. Though Hrive looks to be in her middle teenage years, she ages much slower than the other Skin Changers, due to her Half-Elven heritage. She is now 25, despite her younger appearance,"Glorfindel replied.
Legolas sat there a moment, taking in what he had just heard.
"Hello,"Hrive's soft voice jerked him from his thoughts as she helped her warrior friend limp around the fire to where they sat.
"You haven't been properly introduced. Arrna, this is Legolas, Legolas, this is Arrna,"Hrive said, trying to make her best friend feel more at ease amongst the Elves.
It was clear the Skin Changer was not comfortable with the Elves.
Hrive paused as she sat down, one specific Elf catching her eye. "Glorfindel?"
Glorfindel nodded. "Yes, little one. Yet again, I am thankful you plea for my life."
Hrive smiled, blushing, "I guess this time I was a tad more eloquent."
Glorfindel shook his head, "Well.......'don't hurt mommy's people' was quite elegant, actually."
Hrive could only mock glare at the Elf, unable to think of a proper retort.
Aragorn limped over to the fire with the help of his twin Elven brothers. He looked over at the Tel'draug warrior, a small, sarcastic smile on his face, "When your soldiers latch onto someone's limbs, they don't let go."
Arrna shrugged, "It's a battle strategy. You should try it sometime." Arrna matched Aragorn's sarcasm with his own.
A wicked grin spread across Aragorn's face as he turned to his twin brothers. "Yes, that is a good idea. Elladan, why don't you come over here—"
"Oh, no, little brother. There is no way in Dol Goldur that you are going to latch onto me with those teeth of yours,"Elladan said, backing away.
Aragorn smiled mischievously. "You just wait until you fall asleep tonight."
"Elves sleep with their eyes open, if you do not recall, Estel,"Elladan pointed out.
"He has you there, little brother,"Elrohir butted in.
"Don't make me bite you, too, Elrohir,"Aragorn retorted.
Hrive linked arms with Arrna, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Do you think you'll like it with these guys?"
Arrna did not reply right away, but eventually, a small smile came to his face. "If the Elves and man can fight, then I believe I can stand it."
"Can we fight? Legolas, he wants to know if we can fight,"Aragorn boasted jokingly, "Oh, yes, we can fight."
"Yes, you should see Estel in a pillow war,"Elladan muttered sarcastically.
Aragorn glared over at his older brother. "Well, what about you? You're the 'Lord of the Pillows'. You are the one who tried to slay an Orc with your bedding that time we went camping!"
"It wasn't my fault Elrohir had taken my sword!"
"I didn't take your sword! A giant squirrel had stolen it and hidden it in a tree,"Elrohir defended quickly.
"A giant squirrel my a—"
"Enough you three,"Glorfindel interrupted, glaring at the three brothers. "I believe it is time for rest. Our journey ahead is long."
"You see, brother? It does little good to start an argument with me. If Glorfindel hadn't said it was your 'bedtime', then I would have won anyway,"Elladan said triumphantly.
"If you want to word it that way, son of Elrond, then I believe it is all of your 'bedtimes',"Glorfindel stated before Aragorn could formulate a response.
When the Elves and man did not move, Glorfindel spoke yet again, "What are you waiting for? For me to tuck you in?"
With that, the group bedded in for the night.
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SORRY this chapter was so short, I just thought this would be a good place to end
Nili! AH! *rushes forward and helps my poor Arrna up* jeez.....are you trying to kill all of my characters?! You slap the King, then you send poor Arrna falling splat onto the ground! eep!
Arrna: *looks at sympathy card, puzzled* what's this? Is it edible?
Hrive: *shakes head* no, I think it's from one of Lina's reviewers.....ow, wow, mine has a smiley on it!
Lina: *shoos away characters*
*watches as MY Estel and the Elves run for the hills in fright of my weirdness.*
Oh well, they'll come back....they ALWAYS do. LoL!
And...I take pride in 'rubbing off' on you guys. I am, after all, the MOST obsessive ARagorn fan that I know. And Nili, you come in a close second. We are Aragorn's stalkers....lol
Halo....aww, you feel sick? I'm sorry. I'm glad this made you feel a lil better. GET WELL SOON! *sends Legolas over to give you a hug*
Silver-Kalan ....i'm glad to see you back again! Thanks so much!
I OWN Hrive (pronounced Ree-vae), Ohtar, AranenTel'draug, Arrna, and the other Tel'draug skin changers...okay ?
NOTE: This is the Elvish meaning of these names....just in case ya wanna know...
Arrna = storm
Hrive= winter
Ohtar = warrior
AranenTel'draug = King of the Wolf
Tel'draug = the wolf
Ch. 7
Legolas looked over at the Skin Changer opposite the fire of him, who was tending to her friend's wounds.
"Glorfindel, do you know the story behind everything that AranenTel'draug spoke of? It seemed as though there is more to Pie than meets the eye,"Legolas questioned softly.
"Pie?"
"Oh, that's Hrive's nickname I gave to her,"Legolas explained.
"Okay, well then,"Glorfindel began with a small smile, but sobered as he began to tell the tale. "AranenTel'draug, as you know, fell in love with an Elven maiden. During their union, they had a child. The Half-Elven child was four when her mother was slain."
"When I returned with the maiden's body, AranenTel'draug was angered. Grieving and filled with hatred, he ordered my immediate execution. But, one little thing stopped him. His four year old child came in and begged for my life, declaring that I was like her mother and that she did not want her mother's people to die,"Glorfindel continued, "That child was Hrive."
"How long ago was this?"Legolas inquired.
"That was 21 years ago. Though Hrive looks to be in her middle teenage years, she ages much slower than the other Skin Changers, due to her Half-Elven heritage. She is now 25, despite her younger appearance,"Glorfindel replied.
Legolas sat there a moment, taking in what he had just heard.
"Hello,"Hrive's soft voice jerked him from his thoughts as she helped her warrior friend limp around the fire to where they sat.
"You haven't been properly introduced. Arrna, this is Legolas, Legolas, this is Arrna,"Hrive said, trying to make her best friend feel more at ease amongst the Elves.
It was clear the Skin Changer was not comfortable with the Elves.
Hrive paused as she sat down, one specific Elf catching her eye. "Glorfindel?"
Glorfindel nodded. "Yes, little one. Yet again, I am thankful you plea for my life."
Hrive smiled, blushing, "I guess this time I was a tad more eloquent."
Glorfindel shook his head, "Well.......'don't hurt mommy's people' was quite elegant, actually."
Hrive could only mock glare at the Elf, unable to think of a proper retort.
Aragorn limped over to the fire with the help of his twin Elven brothers. He looked over at the Tel'draug warrior, a small, sarcastic smile on his face, "When your soldiers latch onto someone's limbs, they don't let go."
Arrna shrugged, "It's a battle strategy. You should try it sometime." Arrna matched Aragorn's sarcasm with his own.
A wicked grin spread across Aragorn's face as he turned to his twin brothers. "Yes, that is a good idea. Elladan, why don't you come over here—"
"Oh, no, little brother. There is no way in Dol Goldur that you are going to latch onto me with those teeth of yours,"Elladan said, backing away.
Aragorn smiled mischievously. "You just wait until you fall asleep tonight."
"Elves sleep with their eyes open, if you do not recall, Estel,"Elladan pointed out.
"He has you there, little brother,"Elrohir butted in.
"Don't make me bite you, too, Elrohir,"Aragorn retorted.
Hrive linked arms with Arrna, leaning her head on his shoulder. "Do you think you'll like it with these guys?"
Arrna did not reply right away, but eventually, a small smile came to his face. "If the Elves and man can fight, then I believe I can stand it."
"Can we fight? Legolas, he wants to know if we can fight,"Aragorn boasted jokingly, "Oh, yes, we can fight."
"Yes, you should see Estel in a pillow war,"Elladan muttered sarcastically.
Aragorn glared over at his older brother. "Well, what about you? You're the 'Lord of the Pillows'. You are the one who tried to slay an Orc with your bedding that time we went camping!"
"It wasn't my fault Elrohir had taken my sword!"
"I didn't take your sword! A giant squirrel had stolen it and hidden it in a tree,"Elrohir defended quickly.
"A giant squirrel my a—"
"Enough you three,"Glorfindel interrupted, glaring at the three brothers. "I believe it is time for rest. Our journey ahead is long."
"You see, brother? It does little good to start an argument with me. If Glorfindel hadn't said it was your 'bedtime', then I would have won anyway,"Elladan said triumphantly.
"If you want to word it that way, son of Elrond, then I believe it is all of your 'bedtimes',"Glorfindel stated before Aragorn could formulate a response.
When the Elves and man did not move, Glorfindel spoke yet again, "What are you waiting for? For me to tuck you in?"
With that, the group bedded in for the night.
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SORRY this chapter was so short, I just thought this would be a good place to end