I waited in the welcoming boughs of the oak in the gardens, watching and waiting for my prey to walk by before I pounced on their unsuspecting back. It had been ten years since Glorfindel had found me and brought me to Elrond in Imladris or Rivendell to be healed, though my leg still bore the scars from that horrible trap.
A flash of golden hair alerted me to the presence of my prey and I hunkered down so as not to be seen. As he passed under my branch I pounced with a snarl, expecting to knock him to the ground only for Glorfindel to catch me before I even hit him. For a moment I struggled against his grip but he had me securely in his embrace, there would be no escape so with a frustrated growl I fell limp in Glorfindel's arms.
"And just want where you doing, mellonen?"
"Hunting of course, I'm a cat, what do you expect," I retorted with a sniff before giving Glorfindel a sharp bite on the hand, forcing him to release me before I sprinted off through the gardens.
Mellonen - my friend
Hi, guys! I'm so sorry that this is so late -and short, I updated from my phone- but I hope you enjoyed it! -- Nightfeather