~Chapter 9~
Through out the next two day you gather the age guesses from most of the company. Many guess between 110-200 years of age. Many explained there guess by justifying that I haven't grown any facial hair. On the 3rd night Kili asked his question, "At what age did you notice your beard growing in?" You handed BomBur the carrots you had finished slicing then got up and sat between the two brothers. "Well now that is a hard question to answer. Here this will be easier." You garbed Kili's hand and pressed his hand to your cheek. He pulled back his hand, at first surprised ,but then felt along your jaw. You did the same with Fili. "I have not shaved a day in my life. And based off of this I can conclude that I can't grow a beard." You explained to the surprised faces around you. Tonight you had asked Kili and Fili if you could sleep between them. They happly agreed, sense you had already had time with Thorin and Dwalin you felt it would be fair spend time will all of your Ones. You woke up before dawn the next morning. Not from nightmares, but just cause you felt like it. As you lay there you felt an uneasy feeling creep up your back. You got up and made your way up a tree a few meters from camp. You sat there silently straining your ears for any sound. You heard Wrags and Orcs running through the forest and something else. It sounded like a bear but much larger. They were only a few miles away, you needed to move quickly. Half climbing half jumping down from the tree you ran back to camp to wake Gandalf and Thorin. You quickly put out the still smoking embers from the night before. Kneeling next to Thorin you shook his shoulder "Thorin up, now. We need to leave." You said not so quietly. You saw him wake and sit up before running to Gandalf's side and waking him.
"Icarus what is the matter?" he said drowsily getting up.
"Wrags to the west a few miles and the bear. They are getting closer we need to go." You said hastily.
"Everyone up now, we need to move!" Thorin shouted behind you waking the rest of the company. You could feel this was going to be a long
The company could hear it now, the deep roar of the bear beast. "Down in the vally there is a house where we might seek shealter hurry!" Gandalf shouted as he leads us down the mountian. Everyone running now as we break the tree line into the meddow, the house in the distance. The Dwarves sprint quickly to the gate but the beast is close behind. You fall back and push Bilbo head of you making sure he stays caught up. The enormous bear is too close now, if something doesnt stop him he will reach the company. You skid to a hault and shot at Gandalf "No one leaves that house once the doors close!" he knods at you and you turn towards the beast of a bear charging at you. You hear Thorin shout your name behind you as you charge the beast. You muscles growing and your feathers visable you let out a screach and you colide with the bear. Scratching and biting at his face. You drop away from him suddenly and taunt him, keeping his attention on you and not the dwarves. You throw off your shirt and vest allowing your wings to fully unfold. He swipes at you and you jump off the ground taking flight. You stay low diving at him and snatching at him. 'Just untill night fall' you think to yourself ‚ 'Untill he is calmed down.'
The fight was a little harder then you anticipated. Your feathers all screwed and your wings limply folded against you. You walk to the door of the house and lean into it hard with a thud. You feathers rise and fall with every breath. Your shoulder and neck feathers are plumed fully making your chest look puffed up more then it is. The door opens and you fall through the door way and hit the ground with a groan. You know the looks the others are giving you. Secrets out you have feathers and wings. But right now you just need sleep. You heave yourself up off the ground and thank Gandalf. You ignore everyone as you throw your shirt and vest next to the door before claiming the poll supports of the roof. And lay tiredly across one of the scaffolding beams in the ceiling. You lay with one arm under your head and one wing tucked under you, while the other arm and wing drape limply over the edge. You can hear the whispers of the company beneath you as you drift off into a dreamless sleep.