Yule Mathoms 2005 Collected
December 6 - 19 weary wargs: 5. Warg Fodder - by Agape4Gondor
Warg Fodder
"Up one hill, down another, lookin' fer halflings. Don't that wizard care that we get tired?"
"Shut yer gob," his rider screamed. "He knows everything. He'll hear ya; then we'll be pickin' yer bones fer supper tonight."
"Sh!" the orc next to him said. "I'm ready for roast warg, with a light cranberry and orange sauce, and some sweet pertaters."
"Some wine and choc'lates. Them kind he brings back when he goes to Gondor. I love them choc'lates." The first orc drooled.
"There could be an accident?" The other wondered.
Nineteen weary wargs, full, came home rider less that night.
