DISCLAIMER: I own absolutely nothing!!! But I do own my kitty and my doggy and my clothes and my . . . um . . . um . . . BAH!!
A/N: this chapter is what we like to call a Filler; it's just a chapter I've written until I can get back to some of the better chappies . . .
So in other words: this chapter sucks
Srry!!! I'll have a better chapter later!
DON'T KILL ME!!
:: The Arrow::
At last, nearly two hundred yards away, Legolas's arrow plummeted to the ground. The sharp, metal point dove into the soft earth and stuck fast. The snow white flower that was still attached to the arrow billowed gently in the wind.
Hours past and soon the sun rose and shone gold against the polished wood. The forest noises began to awaken and the creatures of the woods poked their heads out of their homes. Birds shook the dew from their feathers and squirrels blinked the sleep from their eyes.
A single rabbit peeked cautiously out of his nest. Its beady black eyes darted warily across the forest floor. After a moment, the small, white- furred creature crawled over the snow-encrusted earth.
His nose twitched as a scent lingered in the air. Lifting its head higher into the air, the animal sniffed further. The rabbit took a few cautious steps and paused when it saw a single stick protruding from the ground.
Curiosity seized the tiny creature as it hopped silently next to it and watched the white object as it swayed gently. The fragrance coming from the blossom was enough to drive the animal to hunger. So carefully, the rabbit sat atop its back feet and nibbled on one of the tender green leaves.
So withdrawn into its meal, the rabbit did not hear the steady beating of wings above.
With a cry, a hawk from the sky dove towards the earth. In an instant, the predator latched its talons onto the animal's flesh. The rabbit squealed in pain as the hawk's claws dug deeper, causing streams of blood to stain its white fur.
The hawk tackled the creature to the ground roughly enough to snap the poor creature's spine. Almost immediately, the rabbit went limp. The predator gnawed at the animal's flesh greedily and tore at the skin.
As it was feasting, however, Legolas's arrow caught its eyes. Curious, it dropped the scrap of meat and cocked his head. It bobbed carefully next to the dart and tabbed it gingerly with its blood-stained beak.
Then, using its beak, the hawk jerked the arrow from out of the earth. It placed the dart between its claws and took off from the ground, leaving its meal behind.
It rose above the treetops and glided casually towards the rising sun . . .
Hours passed before the bird descended towards its home.
A single nest was perched upon a dead, wizened tree. The hawk touched down softly with the arrow still in its grasp.
It carefully landed over the edge and placed the weapon in its beak. The hawk jammed it into the side of the nest until it was secure. Satisfied with its work, the bird took off once more in search of another meal.
But a sudden wind picked up bringing a dark shadow along the horizon.
And so the hours dragged on, the wind blew harder and a maelstrom enveloped the sky. Freezing snow whipped through the air and pellets of hail attacked the treetops. The wind gusted above the forest and was strong enough to snap off the branches of the trees.
Some of the weaker trees bent over by the force of the storm. Leaves and twigs tumbled through the air.
The arrow embedded in the nest trembled dangerously. With a sudden squall, it was torn from the tree and sent flying through the heavens.
The storm carried the weapon in its wake for miles until finally; the storm began to clear up. The wind was still blowing, and continued to bear it towards the new day . . .
Night dawned in Rivendell as a single form crossed the sky. The wind slowly died down steadily and the arrow descended towards the haven.
An open window faced the rising moon as the thin, silk curtains billowed gently in the wind. The dart drifted down towards its balcony and quietly clattered on the polished marble flooring . . .
The single white flower still blowing in the breeze . . .
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A/N: wow, that sucked. Hehe, well anyway, I promised you a better chapter next time! And I don't break a promise (usually, lol)
Until next time!!
Ja'ne
A/N: this chapter is what we like to call a Filler; it's just a chapter I've written until I can get back to some of the better chappies . . .
So in other words: this chapter sucks
Srry!!! I'll have a better chapter later!
DON'T KILL ME!!
:: The Arrow::
At last, nearly two hundred yards away, Legolas's arrow plummeted to the ground. The sharp, metal point dove into the soft earth and stuck fast. The snow white flower that was still attached to the arrow billowed gently in the wind.
Hours past and soon the sun rose and shone gold against the polished wood. The forest noises began to awaken and the creatures of the woods poked their heads out of their homes. Birds shook the dew from their feathers and squirrels blinked the sleep from their eyes.
A single rabbit peeked cautiously out of his nest. Its beady black eyes darted warily across the forest floor. After a moment, the small, white- furred creature crawled over the snow-encrusted earth.
His nose twitched as a scent lingered in the air. Lifting its head higher into the air, the animal sniffed further. The rabbit took a few cautious steps and paused when it saw a single stick protruding from the ground.
Curiosity seized the tiny creature as it hopped silently next to it and watched the white object as it swayed gently. The fragrance coming from the blossom was enough to drive the animal to hunger. So carefully, the rabbit sat atop its back feet and nibbled on one of the tender green leaves.
So withdrawn into its meal, the rabbit did not hear the steady beating of wings above.
With a cry, a hawk from the sky dove towards the earth. In an instant, the predator latched its talons onto the animal's flesh. The rabbit squealed in pain as the hawk's claws dug deeper, causing streams of blood to stain its white fur.
The hawk tackled the creature to the ground roughly enough to snap the poor creature's spine. Almost immediately, the rabbit went limp. The predator gnawed at the animal's flesh greedily and tore at the skin.
As it was feasting, however, Legolas's arrow caught its eyes. Curious, it dropped the scrap of meat and cocked his head. It bobbed carefully next to the dart and tabbed it gingerly with its blood-stained beak.
Then, using its beak, the hawk jerked the arrow from out of the earth. It placed the dart between its claws and took off from the ground, leaving its meal behind.
It rose above the treetops and glided casually towards the rising sun . . .
Hours passed before the bird descended towards its home.
A single nest was perched upon a dead, wizened tree. The hawk touched down softly with the arrow still in its grasp.
It carefully landed over the edge and placed the weapon in its beak. The hawk jammed it into the side of the nest until it was secure. Satisfied with its work, the bird took off once more in search of another meal.
But a sudden wind picked up bringing a dark shadow along the horizon.
And so the hours dragged on, the wind blew harder and a maelstrom enveloped the sky. Freezing snow whipped through the air and pellets of hail attacked the treetops. The wind gusted above the forest and was strong enough to snap off the branches of the trees.
Some of the weaker trees bent over by the force of the storm. Leaves and twigs tumbled through the air.
The arrow embedded in the nest trembled dangerously. With a sudden squall, it was torn from the tree and sent flying through the heavens.
The storm carried the weapon in its wake for miles until finally; the storm began to clear up. The wind was still blowing, and continued to bear it towards the new day . . .
Night dawned in Rivendell as a single form crossed the sky. The wind slowly died down steadily and the arrow descended towards the haven.
An open window faced the rising moon as the thin, silk curtains billowed gently in the wind. The dart drifted down towards its balcony and quietly clattered on the polished marble flooring . . .
The single white flower still blowing in the breeze . . .
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A/N: wow, that sucked. Hehe, well anyway, I promised you a better chapter next time! And I don't break a promise (usually, lol)
Until next time!!
Ja'ne