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GreatWarg · 07-01-2002, 10:13 AM

Khelek's tail twitched and his eyes narrowed a bit, trying to remember how exactly he had found himself in Mirkwood; all the way across Middle-earth from his home.

We were out hunting, quite far from the Valley of Rivendell, I suppose. We were further away from the Ford than I've ever been, in any case. Then there was the scent of Wargs. We thought that they might've come from the Misty Mountains, because Rivendell is so close to them. But that wasn't all we smelt. Khelek whined in distress. Rûdhchamion and Anarya waited patiently for the pup to start again.

Soon, the sound of a battalion of Orcs could be heard very clearly, and I think the had some trolls with them too. It was the break of dawn at that time. Me and my siblings were sent back to Rivendell, while my sire gathered all the nearby wolf packs. Khelek sighed mentally, and the two Elves exchanged meaningful glances. And then... there were Orcs swarming all over the place... I don't think they dared attack Rivendell yet... not without risk of being drowned by the flood that Elrond would've created... but... I don't know what happened to my family... The wolf pup rolled over, exposing the fur on his stomach, and whimpered as if remembering great pain.

The Orcs traveled for many days. They went south through Moria, then went wide north from Lorien, crossed the Great River, and I think they were making for... for... the pup's voice shuddered and broke off. Then in a dreaded whisper. Dol Goldur. Rûdhchamion too a deep breath.

"Did you see any emblem on their helms?" he asked the shivering pup gently.

On their helms... Khelek thought. There was an emblem... a large, red eye. The Eye of Sauron. The dell had suddenly become eerily quiet. Only the soft plop as a drop of dew dripped from a whithered tree's twig.

07-01-2002, 10:13 AM	#11
GreatWarg Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: May 2002 Location: East of the Misty Mountains Posts: 339	Khelek's tail twitched and his eyes narrowed a bit, trying to remember how exactly he had found himself in Mirkwood; all the way across Middle-earth from his home. We were out hunting, quite far from the Valley of Rivendell, I suppose. We were further away from the Ford than I've ever been, in any case. Then there was the scent of Wargs. We thought that they might've come from the Misty Mountains, because Rivendell is so close to them. But that wasn't all we smelt. Khelek whined in distress. Rûdhchamion and Anarya waited patiently for the pup to start again. Soon, the sound of a battalion of Orcs could be heard very clearly, and I think the had some trolls with them too. It was the break of dawn at that time. Me and my siblings were sent back to Rivendell, while my sire gathered all the nearby wolf packs. Khelek sighed mentally, and the two Elves exchanged meaningful glances. And then... there were Orcs swarming all over the place... I don't think they dared attack Rivendell yet... not without risk of being drowned by the flood that Elrond would've created... but... I don't know what happened to my family... The wolf pup rolled over, exposing the fur on his stomach, and whimpered as if remembering great pain. The Orcs traveled for many days. They went south through Moria, then went wide north from Lorien, crossed the Great River, and I think they were making for... for... the pup's voice shuddered and broke off. Then in a dreaded whisper. Dol Goldur. Rûdhchamion too a deep breath. "Did you see any emblem on their helms?" he asked the shivering pup gently. On their helms... Khelek thought. There was an emblem... a large, red eye. The Eye of Sauron. The dell had suddenly become eerily quiet. Only the soft plop as a drop of dew dripped from a whithered tree's twig. __________________ "What shall we do, what shall we do!" he cried. "Escaping goblins to be caught be wolves!"