Disclaimer: Boy these get annoying, do we really have to put these at the head of each story?????
As much as I would like to I do not Own Legolas, or Aragorn- I made up
Theomir and Elondrir for my own fanfiction- so no suing please
And thanx to my 2 faithful readers who review within the hour I post my nu chapter- hugz u guys~
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Theomir dropped out of the tree, nearly falling over. His flight through the
trees had exhausted him, it was not easy work to wind through them at speed, let alone carry someone when your life depended on it. Yet he was determined to
find shelter for himself and Legolas, and he had spotted the perfect place. An old,uprooted tree had left a massive hole in the ground- it had been there since he was a mere child. it would hold the pair comfortably, and hide them well.
He forced his legs to duck under the plants that had grown over the entrance, and gently lay his brother on the ground. He could not make it back to Mirkwood alone, who knew where his horse was, and by the dampness he felt on
his shoulder he knew he couldnt afford to wait for his brother to aid him.
He took his first aid pack from the tie on his belt, truly thankful that he had remembered to bring the little package that contained a small amount of herbs, a bowl type utensil and lots of bandage. He unpinned his coak, and tucked it under his younger brothrs head, trying to make him comfortable while he directed his attention to the painful looking wounds.
He first paid attention to Leoglas' stomach and chest area. The cloth from his shirt was torn and mangled from the wounds he had recieved. Theomir didnt want to disturb the younger Elf so he simply grabbed for his dagger and cut the shirt off, setting it aside incase he needed it for extra bandages.
Theomir couldnt hold back a slight gasp as he looked at the injuries. At the elf's side there were blue veins of poison spreading across his stomach from the Orcish arrow. most of the arrow shaft had been snapped clean off, and he decided that it needed priority. He got his daagger and weakly cut into the wound to open it again, carefully trying to reach the arrowhead. When at last his dagger was almost embedded to the hilt, he managed to lever it out a little, exposing the broken shaft. He took hold of it and slipped his blsde out of the wound caredully, before pulling on the arrow shaft. He tried to ignore the weak gasps of pain from his brother, but he reminded himseft it had to be done. Spurs of blood started to flow anew, but he just rolled his brother over, and did the same to the other arrow wound in the back of his shoulder, hoping that it would drain some of the poison off. He was halfway done when Elondrir came in, and, wirhout a word grabbed the small jug from the first aid pack and went to find a place to boil some water.
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Legolas groaned as he woke up, pain immediatly clawing through his injured body. He tried to sit up, but he felt like there was an immense weight on his chest, and decided against it. He shivered a little, and looked to his left.
His eldest brother was lying next to him, asleep. When he looked to his right, there were 2 elves asleep, and right beside him was Estel. He looked out and between the leaves he could see the full moon shining low. Although he had no sense of time, he guessed it was early morning. He shivered again, and became aware that his shirts had been removed, and his comrades cloaks were covering him. He suddenly realised one of his brothers was missing.
"Elondrir," he called out in a raspy voice. There was a pause of a few moments and a tall elf sprug to the ground and came to the entrance.
"Legolas," he murmered, careful not to wake the others, " You're awake!" he exclaimed, sitting down for a moment.
"Im on watch now, I have to stand guard," he studied the injured elf for a moment in the moonlight, his youngest brother was exhausted.
"Go to sleep Legolas, we will ride back to Mirkwood in the morning."
" The Orcs.......what happened?" Legolas asked weakly.
"We killed them all, we'll tell you the rest in the morning," Elondrir replied.
The younger elf nodded in acceptance, and watched as his brother crept back out the entrance to stand guard before settling down to sleep.
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