[Novnarwen]

Siralil and Sitinion

"Remember that! Remember that! Remember that! Remember that! Remember that! Remember that!"

Siralil had been harsh with his words, yet careful. He knew how to treat his son 'correctly' and get him to follow his father's requests. It was important that the boy knew what his father believed in. Siralil made ready to set up a camp, urging his son not to just stand there, but help.

"You can at least help," he groaned.

Sitinion came running over to aid his father, who apparently started to get annoyed. "I am coming," Sitinion said, his eyes lightening with fire. "Just be grateful son," Siralil commanded and started halfway yelling. He told his son that if it wasn't for him they would never be able to leave Middle-earth. "You should thank me! Not stand there, looking like an idiot."

After this, there was silence. None of them spoke. Siralil only gave some sort of hostile glances towards his son, every time his son did something in his own way, which was in Siralil's eyes; the 'wrong' way.

In fact, for the rest of the evening the two of them were silent. Only now and then they turned to each other and muttered something, but nothing of great importance. Siralil wished soon to go to bed, and bade Sitinion do the same. Riding half awake on a horse on these roads wouldn't be good, not even for his own son. Sitinion did as asked, even though he expressed in a deep but innocent tone that he rather wanted to stay up longer, to watch the stars which he loved so dearly.

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They woke as soon as the sun rose over the horizon and warmed them in the rather cold morning. Siralil judged by the pale sky that bad weather was probably coming, if it wasn't just the early morning. This time a day were always the same, he thought to himself. He handed the bag pack to Sitinion, who had no other choice than to accept it, with a small grimace though. "Come on son. We better get going. There's still a long road ahead of us. Remember we're only 3 days from Tharbad." With that he sprang forwards with his horse, hitting the road again. Their camp was set behind, without them giving any thought to the traces they had left behind.

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Tanroth

Tanroth rode ahead slowly, but steadily to get everyone to follow. Soon he had both Rostion and Firel, who rode on the same horse and Imthôlion next to him. "Glad to be on the road again?" Tanroth asked, knowing for certain that he was. The other nodded, smiling, probably knowing what Tanroth was thinking.

From behind they could hear Erkaliel and Dunaire talking. Tanroth chose to ignore the fact that they brought up, in their conversation, the missing horses. Too Tanroth's annoyance, he just couldn't stop thinking about it. But he tried to keep his face straight, hiding any possibility that he was unsure or even afraid. The truth was that the fact that two horses had gone missing, was frightening. The whole journey would have a new; different, and probably negative, perspective. There were a few options though:

One; someone could have been given the horses by mistake. Not very likely though, Tanroth thought to himself. Two; there was a misunderstanding, the company was only supposed to have seven horses. Tanroth thought about this one for a while, but decided to go for something else. Option three though, was a more realistic. Maybe someone wanted to keep them from getting to the Havens? Tanroth shook his head, avoiding the other's curious eyes.

Just then, he thought about something he had thought of before. Could this horse 'robbery' be an action performed by someone from Sauron's side? Enemies? Orcs? No, Orcs don't use horses, he added, still only thinking though. What if.....?

Tanroth didn't get the chance to think more of this, before Imthôlion stopped in front of Tanroth, asking if there was something wrong.

"You're looking quite pale and worried, my friend," the elf said. Rostion and Firiel turned their heads to Tanroth as well. "Um.. It's just….. I am just tired, that's all," Tanroth said shortly, without explaining in greater details

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