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Songs.
If he closed his eyes and listened hard enough Dori could still hear his Amad singing softly as she swept about the kitchen. He could still see her belly straining at the front of her dress and Nori watching her, green eyes wide and a thumb in his mouth.
When he was raising Nori and Ori alone the only time they would both be quiet was when he sang to them and since he found it no hardship he did so at every opportunity.
When the dwarves of Erebor had been wandering the wilds he found many with baurch or maukk would sit in a circle around him as he sang Ori and often Nori to sleep. His words drew pictures of torch lit halls and warming fires, or told of the great feasts of the past and he was often surrounded by a circle of dozing dwarrows and their young when his voice reached its limit.
When they had started to make a home within the walls of Ered Luin he found he missed the company. Before long the young ones found him and he could be found with a swarm of them following him around as he sung under his breath. Soon he learnt they all had a favourite and when they deemed him safe would demand it of him, climbing over him and grabbing at his braids. He would find himself chuckling and despite being dishevelled ad ran off his feet would find time to sit and sing to them.
He sung to both his brothers the night before they were due to leave in answer to Thorin's call to retake Erebor. Nori never moved from his perch across the room, but Ori had curled into his side as he sung of going home. It was only when he opened his eyes that his brain registered the weight against his shins and he smiled down softly at the golden and dark heads of the princes who had snuck in to listen and dozed off to his voice as if they were but children again.
The next time he sang they were underway after having collected their burglar and he had forced down a blush when he discovered many of the elder dwarves traveling in the Company had taken time out of busy schedules to listen to him sing in the past. He almost lost his words when Balin of all people requested a song, but the calm that came over his heart as he saw the peace in fourteen pairs of eyes eased him and he was enough himself to joke when he had finished.
After that there had been little time for singing until Rivendell and Dori had found himself humming an old ballad. He had blinked in surprise when Balin joined in the song and then found himself smiling despite the warning in the song.
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baurch –daughters.
Maukk-sons