This is just some of Fenrir's thoughts okay on what he feels about the encounter of meeting Azog. Also Italics means thoughts and Bold print is orcs talking.

Mama has been so lonely lately, thought Fenris, Mama needs to smile more. Fenrir ran along the side of a gushing river in the dark with fire flies lighting the way toward a cave thinking about the days when his mother was happy. Reaching the entrance to the cave Fenrir stepped inside. Going deeper and deeper into the cave light was found inside of a cavern with an under ground lake. Hanging from a few Stalactites were dried herbs and around a few Stalagmites were carved runes to keep outsiders away.

Up ahead was a man who was seated on a stool, with manicured long fingered hands working on weaving a tapestry of a wolf, an eight legged horse, a giant snake, and a woman with half of her body made of flesh and the other half bones. As Fenrir approached the seated being the man stopped working on the tapestry not facing Fenrir because his back was turned from him. When Fenrir was six feet away from the man he let his eyes go to the jars of eyes and crushed powdered herbs, sorcerers brewing equipment, a cauldron, and a bed covered with blankets and pillows.

Drawing his attention back to the man Fenrir waited to be spoken to. "Do you have something to say my child," asked the man. "Mother I bring news of orcs hunting dwarves, a wizard, and a furry little creature the likes of which I have never seen or smelled before," said Fenrir. "well then I guess we will have some entertainment tonight" said the man setting aside his work before standing up and turning to face Fenrir. Nodding his head to show his agreement he let the familiar magic of his mothers get to work transporting them to watch the scene of the dwarves fighting against the orcs.

Notes: If you want to know what the cavern looks like ; .

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