The group finally persuaded the woman that they would find her child, and after each member told her many times each that they would, she went back to Thranduil's palace to wait.
The group continued walking, they were nearing the edge of the forest and the trees were becoming more sparse. Lorin stopped, got her bow ready and drew it back, "What are- " started Min,
"Sshhh" Interrupted Lorin, she was aiming at a small bush, she released the arrow, which went flying, Lorin jumped off her horse and went to the bush, she knelt down and returned the arrow to the quiver, she stood up and in her hand was a dead rabbit, "Lunch!" she said smiling.
"Did you have to do that in front of us?" said Dykoria,
"Where else was I going to do it?" retalliated Lorin.
"And anyway," continued Dykoria as if she hadn't heard Lorin "I'm not eating anything that you've caught."
"Fine with me." said Lorin, she rapped the rabbit up and hung it from her saddle and climbed back on her horse. "Are we all ready to continue?" asked Arawil,
"Yes." said everyone else in chorus and they started walking again, Lorin started a conversation with Min and the others sunk into their quiet solitude, Hreeza still trying to pluck up the courage to talk to Dykoria.
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"We might succeed in roasting Pippin alive inside." - Frodo.
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