Rûdhchamion smile slightly at Anarya's question. He took one of the skins he had been working on and tried it on. It was a snug fit, but it allowed him to move freely. The "armor" covered most of the torso area but did not obstruct him. He nodded satisfactorily of his handiwork, it was crude, but it would do. he looked up to see the two maidens eyeing him with a skeptical look.
"It would be best that we forage what we can along the way. When the rain comes, we better have shelter as well. But first, let us break our fast and be on our way towards Dol Goldur."
He handed Anarya one of the skins. "See if it fits well. It should not hinder your movements. The skin is quite tough, my needle nearly broke sewing them..." He handed the other to Taralphiel.
"Can you detect any nearby game Khelek? We shall have to look for a stream or river and try our luck in fishing if none can be found.
Come, we forage or hunt if the opportunity rises." He smiled ath the young wolf, to the other two he said, "Wait awhile... we will be gone but a moment and not too far."
The dark elf taking a waterskin along, left with the white pup at his side. They were back after a moment with a large fowl. Rûdhchamion scratched the young wolf who had a proud grin on his face.
"You'll be quite a hunter someday, pup," the dark elf said. They began to prepare and cook the bird.
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