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"Groundhogs and Orcs"
"We had really best be getting back," Laureligh reminded, stifling a laugh.
"I suppose your right," Elrohir mumbled, who was on all fours peering down a burrow quite absurdly.
"Blasted groundhog- nearly broke my foot in that hole!"
He stood up, still staring at the rodent's abode and dusted off his breeches.
"You are so childish," she chuckled behind her, starting down the path.
"Yes, well, you don't know how badly that hurt," he whimpered, jogging to catch up. Laureligh smiled.
"Well, when Elrond asks why it took us all say to deliver a message to the border patrols, we will tell him we were attacked by gophers,"
"Groundhogs," he corrected.
"The representatives from Mirkwood are to arrive today," Elrohir said, changing the subject.
"Hmmm...for the Council?" she asked.
"No doubt. Tonightis the feast for their arrival," he replied, kicking a rock along the path casually.
"It sounds like Rivendell is the place to be here lately," Laureligh retorted.
"Ah, yes- especially for orcs looking to take out a few royals," Elrohir added.
"The border patrols will-" he started, but was interrupted by a small creature scampering into the woods along the path.
"There you are," Elrohir sneered and took off after it. Laureligh rolled her eyes.
"Boys,"
As she began walking again, her mind wandered to the council. Why did Elrond call all these representatives to Rivendell? Border patrols had been on high alert more than usual lately and rumor grew of more orc attacks nearby.
"I wonder..." she thought aloud. No sooner had she said it, a massive hand covered her mouth and an arm pulled her backwards, crushing her chest.
"Ya won't be doin' much er anythin' now,"