You Could Have Caught Me
By:
LiL Pippin Padfoot
Ok. I promise to be a bit more light hearted, since well you know. Oh yes, and Thank you all reviewers!!! Read my other stories, they're Grrrrrreat! Oh by the way, the whole my marrying Faramir, is from my story, I Married Who?, yes, go read it.
Disclaimer: I don't know if I can own of this. IF I could, then yes, If I can't ah, well what can you do?
Chapter 12
Rohan Here We Come
We had been running, which in a sense was quite a bit worse than walking. But I just kept looking at a mirage ahead of me. Faramir.
Okay, so I knew that I couldn't have Faramir fall in love with me, I'm not stupid. But well, one can always dream. In fact I did dream about it once, and I screwed up all of Middle Earth, so I won't try that again.
As we ran through what I assumed to be Rohan, I watched for a horde of horses.
Soon, I heard Legolas call out, he saw something.
All of a sudden, it looked like we were besieged by like a herd a horses.
"Riders of Rohan! What news from the North?" called Aragorn.
All of a sudden, a rush of horses turned to us, spears aimed at us.
Gulp.
"What does a ranger, a dwarf, and an elf, need to know about the Riddermark?"
Eomer.
"Hey, I'm here too!" I stated.
He looked down on me. Then looked back to Aragorn.
Why do these guys insist on ignoring girls? Humph. Well, less chance for me to be killed, right?
Eomer turned to Legolas and Gimli.
"Why do you not speak?"
Me, I was all to willing to give him a bit of my mind.
"Give me your name, and I'll give you mine, horse-master, and much more besides."
"As for that, the stranger should speak his name first, but I am Eomer son of Eomund, of Rohan. As for your mouth, I would cut off your head, beard and all, if only it stood a little more above the ground."
"You would die before your stroke fell." Said Legolas, bow and arrow aimed at Eomer.
"Peace," said Aragorn. "We are looking for our friends. They are Halflings of the Shire. Only children to your eyes, they were captured by Uruk-hai, or Orcs. Have you seen them?"
"Children? Halflings? No, we have seen none. As for Orcs, we killed scores of them over that way," he pointed to a billowing column of smoke.
"We burned their corpses, if you wish, check over there."
Aragorn nodded his head.
"Thank you."
"And here, to aid you, are horses, let us hope you have better fate than their former masters."
And with that, Eomer handed Aragorn the reins of three horses. So, I guess I wasn't forgotten, unless one was for Gimli. Then they rode off.
Aragorn and Legolas mounted two of the horses, leaving one horse, and Gimli and I on the ground.
"Hey there," I said to the chestnut horse. "How are you? What's your name fella?" I assumed it was a boy. I scratched its forehead, then went to the side and mounted it.
"And do you intend to leave me behind?" asked Gimli
"Nay, you may ride behind Legolas on his horse."
Legolas helped Gimli up onto the horse.
"Ya!" and with that Aragorn turned his horse. "We ride for
Rohan, to the
Golden Hall."
Legolas and I followed Aragorn on our horses.
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Ok, nice chapter, I think. Some lines partially taken from the book. And I did ride horses, I rode two, an Arabian named Ghost, and an Quarter horse named Kenney, both of them unbelievably stubborn. God Rest Ghost. He died about a year ago.