Legolas ran through the forest after his little friends. They had taken his Bow and arrows as a joke. He ran after the light trail that they had left. After running a few short moments he saw that the path had spilt. Frodo had gone in one direction and Merry and Pippin had gone the other. The last he saw Merry and Pippin had his bow and Frodo had his quiver of arrows. Sam had played the roll in leading him away from his weapons while the other three stole them.
"When I find you!" he called out jokingly into the forest. He decided that his bow was dearer to him so he followed those footprints. Not too long after he saw that again the trail split. He tried to decide which was more likely to have his bow Merry or Pippin. Before he could do anything he heard a shrill shriek that he recognized as Pippin's.
"Pippin!" He called out. His sharp elf ears picked up a sound in the forest. He sprinted in the direction it came from. Legolas' wondered what had happened to his little friend. He got lost in his thoughts and didn't see the step hill in front of him. With one last bound he fell forward and tumbled down the hill. He hit something soft on the ground, the thing got up from underneath him. He saw Pippin massage his leg from where he landed on it. Then he must have realized who Legolas was because his eyes grew wide and he sprang out again though the woods. Legolas hopped to his feet and sprang out again after him.
Pippin saw that he had been nearly caught and managed to put on extra speed then usual. In his speed though he didn't see the small figure in front of him. With one last bound he crashed directly into Merry. Pippin knocked Merry clear off his feet. They were both on the ground and Merry let out a little groan.
"Pip, I must say you are an idiot." He said as he watched Legolas come up from behind. Legolas chuckled at the two hobbits tangled up on the ground in front of him. "Yea, yea, laugh it up." Merry groaned again. Legolas walked over and lifted his bow and slung it over his shoulder. He reached down and began to help the two Hobbits to their feet.
Frodo had ran and ran till his feet were sore by the time he stopped he was at the river. He sat down on a rock and tried to catch his breath between laughter. He had heard Pippin's shout then Merry yelling at Pippin, so he assumed that he was the only one that wasn't caught yet. He continued running along the riverbank so not to get lost. He looked back because he thought he heard a noise when he was satisfied that no one was there he looked back to where he was running. He almost screamed at what he saw. It looked like a woman, because it had hair of reddish-blonde that was past her waist. She was limp and lifeless. Her clothes were torn and matted with blood and mud. That was also the same for her hair.
Cautiously, he walked over and turned her head upwards. Her skin was fair and flawless. He saw the clothes around her middle were soaked with blood. He reached down and moved some of the hair from her pale face. Once his hand touched her skin, she stirred.
"Merry! Pippin! Legolas! Come quick!" he shouted at the top of his lungs.