I got my pda back! I was going to post sooner, but life happened again, it
seems to do that at the most inconvenient times.
A/N: Can any of ya'll tell me how to make things bold?
Disclaimer: I would love to say that it is mine, but just like George Washington, I can not tell a lie. It is Tolkins, *sigh*. And the Sauros thing is Spades, so after you read my story, go read her story. Oh yeah, this: '~' means they are talking in elvish. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------- When she landed, Virawiel did not know what to expect. But still it was a shock to see only two elves and instead of a third elf a human. Legolas had talked about his friend and two brothers and it was soon made clear that the twins were part of the group. So she was surprised when the human was there. She kept her cool though. The human was injured and didn't pose a threat right then. But the elves did. They had drawn their bows and had the same dangerous look on their faces. She had seen that look before on the face of the blond elf.
~Peace~ Legolas hopped of the dragons back.
~You're late. ~ Aragorn stated
~yes, and you are hurt~ Legolas knelt down by his injured friend, his ride forgotten.
"How come everyone keeps saying that, it's only a small scrape." Aragorn whined, switching back to the common tongue.
"Sixteen stitches is not 'just a scrape'" replied Elladan.
Then looking up he greeted the blond elf
"Mae governan, Legolas" Elladan paused and looked at the dragon.
Who is this?"
"My name is Virawiel, at your service."
"I am Elladan, at you and yours." The Three elves, human and dragon talked for a while. Virawiel conformed that she did not live in Rivendell and she had not heard that soros had made his residence there.
The sun was getting lower and soon everyone got hungry.
"It is almost dinner time master elf. I shall go eat and return." Virawiel said and then flew off.
The elves watched her leave.
"I suppose that that is true, I shall get the food out" Legolas got up.
"After we eat and Virawiel gets back we are heading beck to Rivendell. We need to get my father to look at Estel and Elrohir injuries."
"Its not a bad injury"
"maybe not, but it will slow us down and we need to get Elrohir to Lord Elrond as fast as possible before infection sets in."
"I will *not* slow you down, but I agree, we need to get Ro to Ada soon." Aragorn snapped.
"Human sure get testy when there hurt, wouldn't you say, Elladan. Legolas said, keeping his voice low, just high enough for Estel to hear.
Elladan smirked and nodded at the comment "You have no idea" Was all he said.
After dinner they packed up their supplies. About halfway through Virawiel came back and offered to help carry some supplies. The elves agreed and took some supplies from all their packs, but especially Elrohir pack. As they walked they chatted about things, sometimes telling jokes, and some times embarrassing moments about each other. Virawiel soon got into the mood and she told some stories about when she was a child.
She liked this bunch, they were friendly, and didn't seem to mind a dragon hanging around. Two days passed like this, the group only stopping to eat and sleep. Then on the third day the group noticed a change. The animals were restless, and there was a change in the weather. The elves knew from experience that a storm was on the way.
"Good, a storm, that means rain, that means cool." Said the ranger.
"Yes, but it also means lightning and sometimes fire." Elladan reminded him "And with the forest so dry it would burn quickly"
There was also a change in the terrain, they were under the shadow of the mountain, and the ground was hillier. While the shadow caused shade fore the travelers, the hilly ground caused trouble for the injured of the group, namely, Aragorn. Although he denied it, the toils of the journey were making his hurt leg almost unbearable. Virawiel offered to let him ride, but Aragorn said no.
"Your leg is never going to heal if you keep walking on it." Elrohir said.
"I am not week, brother" Estel spat.
"And I did not say you are, it would make me feel better if you rode."
"Why don't you ride? Your injury is worse than mine"
"Because mine is not on my le..." Elrohir was cut off by thunder so loud it hurt his ears.
The group quickened their speed, wanting to make it to shelter before the storm broke. The argument of wanting Estel to ride continued until Virawiel stopped it, rolling her green eyes in mock annoyance. Within an hour lightning struck and caused a fire not far from them, but it was heading the other way. Elrohir kept checking the wind to see if it changed, so he could have fair waning and run. The next day when Virawiel was gone, the wind changed directions, heading towards them.
"RUN!"
Star-Stallion: You and Spades are my two favorite authors, besides my dad.
kwonsta: He is at my house, along with Aragorn and Shadowfax
Viresse0: Ok, checked out your fic, thanks for the encouragement.
grumpy: Glad you liked it. As I said to kwonsta, Legolas is at my house.
HecateTriformis: Thanks. Here it is
See that little purple button, review! I give virtual cookies to reviewers. Did I mention virtual cookies don't have any calories?
Namarie, Astievia
A/N: Can any of ya'll tell me how to make things bold?
Disclaimer: I would love to say that it is mine, but just like George Washington, I can not tell a lie. It is Tolkins, *sigh*. And the Sauros thing is Spades, so after you read my story, go read her story. Oh yeah, this: '~' means they are talking in elvish. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------- When she landed, Virawiel did not know what to expect. But still it was a shock to see only two elves and instead of a third elf a human. Legolas had talked about his friend and two brothers and it was soon made clear that the twins were part of the group. So she was surprised when the human was there. She kept her cool though. The human was injured and didn't pose a threat right then. But the elves did. They had drawn their bows and had the same dangerous look on their faces. She had seen that look before on the face of the blond elf.
~Peace~ Legolas hopped of the dragons back.
~You're late. ~ Aragorn stated
~yes, and you are hurt~ Legolas knelt down by his injured friend, his ride forgotten.
"How come everyone keeps saying that, it's only a small scrape." Aragorn whined, switching back to the common tongue.
"Sixteen stitches is not 'just a scrape'" replied Elladan.
Then looking up he greeted the blond elf
"Mae governan, Legolas" Elladan paused and looked at the dragon.
Who is this?"
"My name is Virawiel, at your service."
"I am Elladan, at you and yours." The Three elves, human and dragon talked for a while. Virawiel conformed that she did not live in Rivendell and she had not heard that soros had made his residence there.
The sun was getting lower and soon everyone got hungry.
"It is almost dinner time master elf. I shall go eat and return." Virawiel said and then flew off.
The elves watched her leave.
"I suppose that that is true, I shall get the food out" Legolas got up.
"After we eat and Virawiel gets back we are heading beck to Rivendell. We need to get my father to look at Estel and Elrohir injuries."
"Its not a bad injury"
"maybe not, but it will slow us down and we need to get Elrohir to Lord Elrond as fast as possible before infection sets in."
"I will *not* slow you down, but I agree, we need to get Ro to Ada soon." Aragorn snapped.
"Human sure get testy when there hurt, wouldn't you say, Elladan. Legolas said, keeping his voice low, just high enough for Estel to hear.
Elladan smirked and nodded at the comment "You have no idea" Was all he said.
After dinner they packed up their supplies. About halfway through Virawiel came back and offered to help carry some supplies. The elves agreed and took some supplies from all their packs, but especially Elrohir pack. As they walked they chatted about things, sometimes telling jokes, and some times embarrassing moments about each other. Virawiel soon got into the mood and she told some stories about when she was a child.
She liked this bunch, they were friendly, and didn't seem to mind a dragon hanging around. Two days passed like this, the group only stopping to eat and sleep. Then on the third day the group noticed a change. The animals were restless, and there was a change in the weather. The elves knew from experience that a storm was on the way.
"Good, a storm, that means rain, that means cool." Said the ranger.
"Yes, but it also means lightning and sometimes fire." Elladan reminded him "And with the forest so dry it would burn quickly"
There was also a change in the terrain, they were under the shadow of the mountain, and the ground was hillier. While the shadow caused shade fore the travelers, the hilly ground caused trouble for the injured of the group, namely, Aragorn. Although he denied it, the toils of the journey were making his hurt leg almost unbearable. Virawiel offered to let him ride, but Aragorn said no.
"Your leg is never going to heal if you keep walking on it." Elrohir said.
"I am not week, brother" Estel spat.
"And I did not say you are, it would make me feel better if you rode."
"Why don't you ride? Your injury is worse than mine"
"Because mine is not on my le..." Elrohir was cut off by thunder so loud it hurt his ears.
The group quickened their speed, wanting to make it to shelter before the storm broke. The argument of wanting Estel to ride continued until Virawiel stopped it, rolling her green eyes in mock annoyance. Within an hour lightning struck and caused a fire not far from them, but it was heading the other way. Elrohir kept checking the wind to see if it changed, so he could have fair waning and run. The next day when Virawiel was gone, the wind changed directions, heading towards them.
"RUN!"
Star-Stallion: You and Spades are my two favorite authors, besides my dad.
kwonsta: He is at my house, along with Aragorn and Shadowfax
Viresse0: Ok, checked out your fic, thanks for the encouragement.
grumpy: Glad you liked it. As I said to kwonsta, Legolas is at my house.
HecateTriformis: Thanks. Here it is
See that little purple button, review! I give virtual cookies to reviewers. Did I mention virtual cookies don't have any calories?
Namarie, Astievia