Okay....now then...I AM SO THANKFUL FOR Y'ALL BEING PATIENT...I LOVE YOU ALL!
Elentari Manwe...don't worry. The Elves and Aragorn will eventually learn to like Arrna.....he tends to grow on ppls lol and as for Pie, Glorfindel and Legolas are already on her side, so what more could any SC ask for? LoL!
NILI! *Falls on ground laughing hysterically as I see the Austin Powers rendition of Aragorn and Elrond's argument....AHA!* You are sooo funny!
NEver fear! Your fishthingies are coming in I believe Chapter 10...or 11...I don't remember. I have it written anywayz. I think you'll like it ! ;)
Thanks for the suggestions! If I use your suggestions, then me thinks I will dedicate the fic to you....you wouldn't mind taking some of the glory now would you?! LoL
*takes Estel plushie and huggles it tight* Ya know what? I have the real thing! HE IS MINE! (and yours) We have the real Estel! HE IS MY BABY! LoL!
*takes a crowbar out and tries to pry Halo off of Legolas* Whewie...........dang it! LET HIM GO! Do you want him in the post or not? ......there, I thought so. I knew you would see it my way! *smiles evilly as I grab Legolas from an unwilling Halo* Don't worry...You WILL get him back. Eventually...............
WELL, AS PROMISED, HERE IS THE NEXT POST...ON FRIDAY!
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. 9
Arrna limped over to the window. His icy grey gaze, which was normally hardened with a military bred resolve, was softened with emotion.
A deep longing shown in his eyes as he looked out at the snow covered forest.
Oh, how he missed his old realm....
The sun rising and peaking into the underground city through small windows in the snow.....
The call to arms of his King, so glorious just because he was one of the best soldiers in AranenTel'draug's guard....but now, that was not so.
Arrna shook his head, trying to push the memories aside. He had given all of that up. He had given up his *life* for Hrive.....and there was no turning back.
"What troubles you, my dear friend?"
Arrna turned as he heard Hrive's soft voice. He forced a small smile onto his face. "Nothing at all. How are you this fair morning?"
"Don't avoid my question, Arrna....I can tell when something is bothering you. You, of all the Tel'draug, should know that by now. You are my best friend...you can tell me,"Hrive remarked, tugging at his shirt sleeve and fiddling with the buttons on his shirt.
"Don't interrogate me,"Arrna shot back.
"It won't be considered an interrogation if you cooperate,"Hrive retorted.
Arrna growled playfully at Hrive. "Since when have I ever cooperated?"
"Good point...you never do. You've always been the thick headed one,"Hrive replied, smiling.
The jest hit home. "Oh, you think *I'm* thick headed? Please, woman....Let me count the ways you are thick headed!"
* * * * * * * * *
Hrive looked longingly out at the forest beyond Elrond's home. She sighed softly, swiping away at the tears that formed in her eyes.
She should have no regrets. She, after all, was the one who rebelled against her father, the King.
She deserved it.
She deserved the fact that she would never see her home and people she loved again—
Hrive cut herself off in mid thought.
She had done what she felt she had to do. It was the right thing to do......and she stood by it.
"What is wrong, Pie?"Legolas inquired from behind.
Hrive turned swiftly to see the tall, Elven warrior standing behind her, looking concerned. "Oh, nothing, Legolas. Why do you ask?"
"You had a distant look in your eyes, as if you were looking far beyond these trees to a land I have never laid eyes on,"Legolas said, moving to stand beside the Skin Changer.
Hrive smile at the irony of the Elf's comment. "Maybe I am."
"You miss your home and family,"Legolas remarked after a moment of contemplative silence.
"They are no longer my family and I no longer have a home. You heard my fa—the King,"Hrive said in a dead, monotonous voice.
Legolas looked over at the Skin Changer, startled. That did *not* sound like the Pie that had healed and protected him in the dungeons.
Legolas reached over and grabbed her chin in his hand, tilting her face to where she had to meet his gaze. When he did so, he could see the tears glistening in her ice blue eyes.
"They will always be your family. Exile, or not. Please, tell me about your family,"he murmured soothingly.
Hrive smiled slightly as they began to walk. "Well, AranenTel'draug, as you know, is my father. He was so over protective at times, but he did it because he loved me. I was always 'father's little girl'. He would have died to protect me........but, apparently, his pride and laws mean more to him than I ever would—"
Hrive broke off and took a deep breath, her lower lip quivering with the threat of tears. After a moment to regain her composure, she pressed on.
"Ohtar is my younger half-brother. He does not have the same mother I do. He is not Half- Elven. He is 20 years old. He is quite hot headed....he was the one who was beating you in the dungeons when I first came to you,"Hrive smiled dryly and let out a low chuckle. "He isn't as cruel as he seemed......he is a lot like my father, tough and callous on the outside, but a big teddy bear on the inside."
Legolas looked over at Hrive. "I would imagine they are a lot more pleasant to one who knows them more than I did. My brief encounters with them were enough."
Hrive shrugged. "I would guess so...."
The pair walked on in silence until they reached the forest. They stopped at the edge of the woods.
Hrive looked longingly into the seemingly dark forest.
She sighed softly, then spoke softly, "Just like an Elf longs for the sunlight and stars, a Tel'draug Skin Changer longs for the haven of the snow covered trees and underground cities we have forged throughout Middle Earth."
Hrive then looked up at Legolas to where he could truly see the yearning in her gaze. "I miss it, Legolas...you have no idea as to how hard it is."
"You are strong. You will find your rightful place in this new world you have entered. The ache of longing will not plague you forever,"Legolas said.
"I hope not, Legolas...I hope not."
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Elentari Manwe...don't worry. The Elves and Aragorn will eventually learn to like Arrna.....he tends to grow on ppls lol and as for Pie, Glorfindel and Legolas are already on her side, so what more could any SC ask for? LoL!
NILI! *Falls on ground laughing hysterically as I see the Austin Powers rendition of Aragorn and Elrond's argument....AHA!* You are sooo funny!
NEver fear! Your fishthingies are coming in I believe Chapter 10...or 11...I don't remember. I have it written anywayz. I think you'll like it ! ;)
Thanks for the suggestions! If I use your suggestions, then me thinks I will dedicate the fic to you....you wouldn't mind taking some of the glory now would you?! LoL
*takes Estel plushie and huggles it tight* Ya know what? I have the real thing! HE IS MINE! (and yours) We have the real Estel! HE IS MY BABY! LoL!
*takes a crowbar out and tries to pry Halo off of Legolas* Whewie...........dang it! LET HIM GO! Do you want him in the post or not? ......there, I thought so. I knew you would see it my way! *smiles evilly as I grab Legolas from an unwilling Halo* Don't worry...You WILL get him back. Eventually...............
WELL, AS PROMISED, HERE IS THE NEXT POST...ON FRIDAY!
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. 9
Arrna limped over to the window. His icy grey gaze, which was normally hardened with a military bred resolve, was softened with emotion.
A deep longing shown in his eyes as he looked out at the snow covered forest.
Oh, how he missed his old realm....
The sun rising and peaking into the underground city through small windows in the snow.....
The call to arms of his King, so glorious just because he was one of the best soldiers in AranenTel'draug's guard....but now, that was not so.
Arrna shook his head, trying to push the memories aside. He had given all of that up. He had given up his *life* for Hrive.....and there was no turning back.
"What troubles you, my dear friend?"
Arrna turned as he heard Hrive's soft voice. He forced a small smile onto his face. "Nothing at all. How are you this fair morning?"
"Don't avoid my question, Arrna....I can tell when something is bothering you. You, of all the Tel'draug, should know that by now. You are my best friend...you can tell me,"Hrive remarked, tugging at his shirt sleeve and fiddling with the buttons on his shirt.
"Don't interrogate me,"Arrna shot back.
"It won't be considered an interrogation if you cooperate,"Hrive retorted.
Arrna growled playfully at Hrive. "Since when have I ever cooperated?"
"Good point...you never do. You've always been the thick headed one,"Hrive replied, smiling.
The jest hit home. "Oh, you think *I'm* thick headed? Please, woman....Let me count the ways you are thick headed!"
* * * * * * * * *
Hrive looked longingly out at the forest beyond Elrond's home. She sighed softly, swiping away at the tears that formed in her eyes.
She should have no regrets. She, after all, was the one who rebelled against her father, the King.
She deserved it.
She deserved the fact that she would never see her home and people she loved again—
Hrive cut herself off in mid thought.
She had done what she felt she had to do. It was the right thing to do......and she stood by it.
"What is wrong, Pie?"Legolas inquired from behind.
Hrive turned swiftly to see the tall, Elven warrior standing behind her, looking concerned. "Oh, nothing, Legolas. Why do you ask?"
"You had a distant look in your eyes, as if you were looking far beyond these trees to a land I have never laid eyes on,"Legolas said, moving to stand beside the Skin Changer.
Hrive smile at the irony of the Elf's comment. "Maybe I am."
"You miss your home and family,"Legolas remarked after a moment of contemplative silence.
"They are no longer my family and I no longer have a home. You heard my fa—the King,"Hrive said in a dead, monotonous voice.
Legolas looked over at the Skin Changer, startled. That did *not* sound like the Pie that had healed and protected him in the dungeons.
Legolas reached over and grabbed her chin in his hand, tilting her face to where she had to meet his gaze. When he did so, he could see the tears glistening in her ice blue eyes.
"They will always be your family. Exile, or not. Please, tell me about your family,"he murmured soothingly.
Hrive smiled slightly as they began to walk. "Well, AranenTel'draug, as you know, is my father. He was so over protective at times, but he did it because he loved me. I was always 'father's little girl'. He would have died to protect me........but, apparently, his pride and laws mean more to him than I ever would—"
Hrive broke off and took a deep breath, her lower lip quivering with the threat of tears. After a moment to regain her composure, she pressed on.
"Ohtar is my younger half-brother. He does not have the same mother I do. He is not Half- Elven. He is 20 years old. He is quite hot headed....he was the one who was beating you in the dungeons when I first came to you,"Hrive smiled dryly and let out a low chuckle. "He isn't as cruel as he seemed......he is a lot like my father, tough and callous on the outside, but a big teddy bear on the inside."
Legolas looked over at Hrive. "I would imagine they are a lot more pleasant to one who knows them more than I did. My brief encounters with them were enough."
Hrive shrugged. "I would guess so...."
The pair walked on in silence until they reached the forest. They stopped at the edge of the woods.
Hrive looked longingly into the seemingly dark forest.
She sighed softly, then spoke softly, "Just like an Elf longs for the sunlight and stars, a Tel'draug Skin Changer longs for the haven of the snow covered trees and underground cities we have forged throughout Middle Earth."
Hrive then looked up at Legolas to where he could truly see the yearning in her gaze. "I miss it, Legolas...you have no idea as to how hard it is."
"You are strong. You will find your rightful place in this new world you have entered. The ache of longing will not plague you forever,"Legolas said.
"I hope not, Legolas...I hope not."
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