He relaxed a bit when Anarya came out to greet the other female elf. Hearing her comment, Rûdhchamion was a bit bemused. He was not trying to hide at the moment, nor was he hunting – was she expecting him to creep about?
He was still a bit nervous about being seen, so he stayed near the shade of trees. This was after all Thranduil’s realm, and the young elf maiden was right, strangers were not welcome. In better times perhaps, he would have no doubt been welcomed in Eryn Galen, as Greenwood the Great was called among his people.
He brushed his dark hair back, away from his face. He suddenly sensed the presence of other, or others, coming towards them (he was unsure if it was a group). He tried to control his uneasiness.
He glanced at the two young elf-maidens...
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