Unnoticed by them, the horses had stopped and the Men were dismounting to set up camp. Legolas was recalled to himself, and slightly ashamed of the thoughts he had had before, but he still planned to carry them out. He now had another reason to catch Brianna, to teach her the sweetness it could be between two who wanted to please each other, not dominate. He slid off the horse and opened his arms to catch her. She brought her leg over and hesitated, then the horse shifted feet, propelling her into Legolas' arms. Her mouth opened in a little 'o' of surprise, and she gasped. Legolas thought he had never seen anything so sweet. He caught her and whirled her around. She giggled with glee as he set her lightly on the ground. Aragorn looked over and shook his head.

"That was fun! Let's do it again!" She looked like a child, caught up in innocent fun. She lifted her arms to Legolas and he gladly obliged, swinging her around a few more times. When he put her on the ground again, she tried to take a few steps, and then fell down sitting heavily on her bottom. She laughed happily, as she waited for the world to stop spinning. "Wow, I haven't done that since I was like 10 or something and William would do it." Legolas smiled, glad that he had made her forget her sorrow. The Men were openly staring at the usually solemn Elf, who only acted this way when he was drinking or with true friends he could trust. Or chasing something in skirts. Legolas strode over to Aragorn.

"Can we find her something else to wear? The dress she's wearing is the one she was wearing when she was captured, and that dark brown stain is her brother's blood!" The Elf whispered angrily.

"Sweet Elbereth! I had no idea; I'll ask Alodhan if he has anything suitable. He's the smallest one here." Aragorn strode off to ask the slight man who was unpacking his sleeping roll. The Man's eyes opened wide and he nodded, he reached into his pack and fished out his spare change of clothes. He gave them to the Aragorn, who said a quiet word of thanks to Alodhan. Legolas accepted the bundle of clothes and returned to Brianna's side.

"Brianna, I brought you some clothes. I thought perhaps you might wish to change." He knelt next to her, his eyes full of concern.

"Thank you Legolas." She whispered. "I'll just go over there and change." She headed off to walk behind the trees. Telling himself he did it for her safety, he silently trailed her. What if the Orcs had followed them?

Brianna looked back to see if she could see the camp. She could hear it, but not see it. Perfect. She untied the laces at the back of the dress and loosened the bodice at the front. She then undid the buttons that ran down the back of her dress. When she got into it she had had her sisters and mother helping her. Here she had no one to help, no one to ask except for Aragorn or Legolas, and they were both male. And Aragorn was betrothed, and Legolas an Elf.

Legolas had climbed a tree behind her, and settled down quietly. Brianna looked up, frowning, as she sensed someone watching her, but she shrugged and continued to disrobe. Legolas silently moaned as she pulled her arms out of the sleeves and pushed down the bodice down, exposing her breasts. Her nipples tightened when exposed to the colder air. He longed to suckle at them like a child; no Elven maiden had such soft, abundant breasts. And he should know, having bedded many of them.

She then pushed down the dress and stepped out of it, leaving it in a puddle on the ground. Legolas stopped breathing at the sight of her slim body. Her brother had named her well, because she truly looked like a half feline creature with her ears slightly pricked and her luminous oval eyes. He hardened involuntarily as he caught sight of the thatch of red curls between her legs. He ached so badly at the spectacle of her he wanted to take her on the spot. He'd never wanted anyone this badly before. He sighed as she stretched her arms and curled her back, thrusting her breasts skywards as if in offering. As she bent to pick up the clothes, he whimpered soundlessly at the view of her smoothly curved buttock globes. He gritted his teeth in rage at the sight of the bruises around her chest, some fading and others new caused by the embrace of the Ring Wraith. If only he could descend down and kiss her full luscious lips, and cause her to sigh and feel as dizzy as he.

He groaned noiselessly as she veiled herself in the clothes and walked back to camp carrying her dress. He was so full of need and longing that he was about to explode. If he was in the city, he could find many willing partners to take the edge off his hunger. Perhaps Aragorn would be amenable to a tryst. He had been before, when Arwen hadn't been around and they had been in the Fellowship. He'd hunt something as an excuse from being away from camp, and then ask Aragorn if he reckons he can find something better, that being their code. He saw a rabbit on the edge of the clearing. Silently, Legolas drew an arrow from his quiver and drew aim on the rabbit. He smoothly released and the rabbit was knocked over in a flurry of blood. He reckoned he'd go for a couple more rabbits.

About half an hour later Legolas returned to camp with 6 rabbits. Outwardly calm, but inwardly seething with unfulfilled lust. He placed the rabbits at Aragorn's feet, and asked him "Do you reckon you can find something better?" Aragorn's eyes gleamed. He had been missing Arwen greatly of late, and this patrol of the borders had been long. Legolas had been a good and considerate lover during the Quest of the Fellowship, even if it had been odd the first time.

"I think I can. Care to join me on the hunt? We may find a deer, or more rabbits. You men continue to set up camp and guard Brianna. We're going hunting, we'll be back by dark." Aragorn and Legolas set off together laughing and joking.

Brianna smiled as she watched them go. She continued trying to make her clothes fit, which swam on her but were better then the bloodstained dress.