December 6 - 19 weary wargs
4. Untitled - by Wolfwind
the Fire" in The Hobbit.
They watched the adults lope away in impatient envy. How long would it be before they were old enough to run with goblins and kill the archers who hunted them for sport?
The mood was broken when one of the pups shoved his brother. "You're the two-legger!"
The youngster shot off, his cousins in hot pursuit. Laughing and yipping, snarling and mock-rending, they brought down the two-leggers and secured their mountain home for peace, just as their parents were doing. The moon rose high above them before they flopped to the earth, panting; nineteen weary warg-pups, all in a heap.
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