Yule Mathoms 2005 Collected
December 6 - 19 weary wargs: 1. Paternal Instincts - by Gwynnyd
The skirmish had ranged far down inside the mountain; orcs in their dens scrambling away from glowing blades wielded by fierce Elvish warriors.
By wavering torch-light, Elladan surveyed the carnage and gave a satisfied nod. But where was Elrohir? Grabbing a brand, he wandered the blood-spattered corridors until he saw his brother's blade resting beside a doorway.
Inside, mewling sounds rose from the dark depths where Elrohir leaned over a pit. Thrusting his torch down, Elladan saw many squirming fuzzy shapes.
"What's down there?"
"Nineteen sleepy puppies. Should we keep them?" Elrohir wondered.
"Warg pups?" Elladan protested incredulously. "As pets?"
By wavering torch-light, Elladan surveyed the carnage and gave a satisfied nod. But where was Elrohir? Grabbing a brand, he wandered the blood-spattered corridors until he saw his brother's blade resting beside a doorway.
Inside, mewling sounds rose from the dark depths where Elrohir leaned over a pit. Thrusting his torch down, Elladan saw many squirming fuzzy shapes.
"What's down there?"
"Nineteen sleepy puppies. Should we keep them?" Elrohir wondered.
"Warg pups?" Elladan protested incredulously. "As pets?"
