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OK I've changed my mind about this fic. I had intended for things to get darker and for there to be a plot but I quite like writing these light one shot type things. So the plot I had for this fic I will put in a new one which I will post soon, and I will keep this going as it is, as and when ideas come to me.
Thanks for all the reviews :)
Quite short today...
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"Look, eagles circling high above."
Pippin's cry turned all eyes upwards to where eagles were indeed flying. The magnificent creatures where swooping and diving above them, using their powerful wings to preform almost impossible feats.
"This is a sign of good fortune. In Gondor eagles are considered a symbol of friendship and loyalty." Boromir told the company.
"Really?" Legolas asked thoughtfully. The Elf had been rather distracted that day, as if something weighed upon his mind. Though he was as watchful as he ever was, the Fellowship had noticed that something else was occupying his thoughts today as well. Now however his fair face cleared and he began smiling softly to himself. As they continued to walk he eyes started darting through the trees, searching for something.
Suddenly, Legolas left the Fellowship and shot off into the trees. The Fellowship were unsurprised. It was not unusual for Legolas to travel in the trees, he seemed more at home there. They were sure he would not stray far. for he was too concerned for the safety of his companions.
It wasn't until the Fellowship stopped for the night that Legolas reappeared, holding something under his cloak.
"Legolas?"
"Yes Pippin?"
"What have you got there?" the Hobbit questioned petulantly. He was bored and sought to amuse himself.
"Nothing, Young One." Legolas replied.
"Yes you have. You're hiding something."
"Pippin. You leave Legolas alone and come and have something to eat."
Smiling his thanks to Sam, Legolas leapt into a nearby tree and took something out from under his cloak.
"See. I knew he was hiding something." Pippin muttered to no-one in particular, earning him a smack round the head from Merry.
Meanwhile, in his tree Legolas had drawn out a knife concealed in one of his boots. The object he was hiding in his cloak turned out to be a piece of wood. Singing softly to himself, the Elf began cutting away at the wood. The knife flashed faster and faster as the wood began to take on a recognizable form. Legolas continued to work, oblivious to the fact that he had now drawn the stares of the whole fellowship.
"Mr Legolas?" Sam asked timidly. "Would you like something to eat?"
"I'll eat in a minute Samwise. When I'm finished this." Legolas replied.
Aragorn raised an eyebrow. "You must eat Legolas."
"You look like your Father when you do that." Legolas replied mildly, not looking up. Aragorn frowned at him. "And when you do that."
Shaking his head Aragorn returned to his own food, knowing there was no distracting Legolas once he'd stared something. The rest of the Fellowship continued to eat and more or less forgot about the Elf until he finished what he was doing with a final flourish.
Jumping down from the tree Legolas began to search through first his own and then Aragorn's pack.
"What are you looking for Legolas?" Aragorn questioned.
"Nothing, nothing..." Legolas waved his hand vaguely.
The Elf finally found what he was looking for, a small piece of cloth and some string. He wrapped the cloth around the object he had been carving and tied the string around it. Very curious by this point as to what his friend was up to, Aragorn got up and walked over to where the Elf was crouched over his pack. Sensing Aragorn come up behind him, Legolas turned and went to meet him. They stopped in front of each other and before Aragorn could ask what was going on, Legolas thrust the small package into him hand. Legolas leant in so he could whisper un the Ranger's ear.
"Happy Birthday Estel." With this the Elf walked past him and went to sit with the Fellowship.
Trying unsuccessfully to hide his surprise Aragorn carefully unwrapped the package. He smiled. There, amongst the cloth lay a small, wooden, carefully carved statue of an eagle.
........
Utterly strange...
OK I've changed my mind about this fic. I had intended for things to get darker and for there to be a plot but I quite like writing these light one shot type things. So the plot I had for this fic I will put in a new one which I will post soon, and I will keep this going as it is, as and when ideas come to me.
Thanks for all the reviews :)
Quite short today...
.........
"Look, eagles circling high above."
Pippin's cry turned all eyes upwards to where eagles were indeed flying. The magnificent creatures where swooping and diving above them, using their powerful wings to preform almost impossible feats.
"This is a sign of good fortune. In Gondor eagles are considered a symbol of friendship and loyalty." Boromir told the company.
"Really?" Legolas asked thoughtfully. The Elf had been rather distracted that day, as if something weighed upon his mind. Though he was as watchful as he ever was, the Fellowship had noticed that something else was occupying his thoughts today as well. Now however his fair face cleared and he began smiling softly to himself. As they continued to walk he eyes started darting through the trees, searching for something.
Suddenly, Legolas left the Fellowship and shot off into the trees. The Fellowship were unsurprised. It was not unusual for Legolas to travel in the trees, he seemed more at home there. They were sure he would not stray far. for he was too concerned for the safety of his companions.
It wasn't until the Fellowship stopped for the night that Legolas reappeared, holding something under his cloak.
"Legolas?"
"Yes Pippin?"
"What have you got there?" the Hobbit questioned petulantly. He was bored and sought to amuse himself.
"Nothing, Young One." Legolas replied.
"Yes you have. You're hiding something."
"Pippin. You leave Legolas alone and come and have something to eat."
Smiling his thanks to Sam, Legolas leapt into a nearby tree and took something out from under his cloak.
"See. I knew he was hiding something." Pippin muttered to no-one in particular, earning him a smack round the head from Merry.
Meanwhile, in his tree Legolas had drawn out a knife concealed in one of his boots. The object he was hiding in his cloak turned out to be a piece of wood. Singing softly to himself, the Elf began cutting away at the wood. The knife flashed faster and faster as the wood began to take on a recognizable form. Legolas continued to work, oblivious to the fact that he had now drawn the stares of the whole fellowship.
"Mr Legolas?" Sam asked timidly. "Would you like something to eat?"
"I'll eat in a minute Samwise. When I'm finished this." Legolas replied.
Aragorn raised an eyebrow. "You must eat Legolas."
"You look like your Father when you do that." Legolas replied mildly, not looking up. Aragorn frowned at him. "And when you do that."
Shaking his head Aragorn returned to his own food, knowing there was no distracting Legolas once he'd stared something. The rest of the Fellowship continued to eat and more or less forgot about the Elf until he finished what he was doing with a final flourish.
Jumping down from the tree Legolas began to search through first his own and then Aragorn's pack.
"What are you looking for Legolas?" Aragorn questioned.
"Nothing, nothing..." Legolas waved his hand vaguely.
The Elf finally found what he was looking for, a small piece of cloth and some string. He wrapped the cloth around the object he had been carving and tied the string around it. Very curious by this point as to what his friend was up to, Aragorn got up and walked over to where the Elf was crouched over his pack. Sensing Aragorn come up behind him, Legolas turned and went to meet him. They stopped in front of each other and before Aragorn could ask what was going on, Legolas thrust the small package into him hand. Legolas leant in so he could whisper un the Ranger's ear.
"Happy Birthday Estel." With this the Elf walked past him and went to sit with the Fellowship.
Trying unsuccessfully to hide his surprise Aragorn carefully unwrapped the package. He smiled. There, amongst the cloth lay a small, wooden, carefully carved statue of an eagle.
........
Utterly strange...
