3. Early Third Age - Good
Title: Escaped
Age: Early Third Age
PoV: Third Person Omniscient
Other Characters: Elladan, Elrohir, Arwen
InstaDrabble Words: dash, hutch, nuisance, balm, grass
Elladan and Elrohir walked silently through the tall grass. Their father had finally relented, allowing Arwen to keep the young wounded bunny she had found, long after its injuries had healed. A make-shift hutch had been built but before the animal could be put inside, the nuisance of a creature made a mad dash towards the lush gardens without a backward glance.
Their reassurances that they would find the animal were a balm on Arwen’s nerves. A movement caught the eye of both seasoned hunters and as one they glanced towards it without moving a muscle. Their quarry was found!
Title: Untitled Age: Early Third Age PoV: First Person - Elladan Other Characters: Elrohir, Edhellana (OC) Elrohir and I relax under the shade of Imladris’s trees. She approaches; I know she believes us to be asleep. Her attack will be swift, but we wait in anticipation for it. She pounces and with the quickness of years of hunting together, Elrohir and I pin her to the ground. “You thought to surprise us, Edhellana?” Elrohir has already stripped his shirt off and within moments, Edhellana receives her punishment for sneaking up on two elves. She moans as she wrestles with my brother. It is only a matter of time until he tires, when I shall take over.
Title: Untitled Age: Early Third Age PoV: First Person - Elladan Other Characters: Elrohir, Edhellana (OC) Elrohir and I relax under the shade of Imladris’s trees. She approaches; I know she believes us to be asleep. Her attack will be swift, but we wait in anticipation for it. She pounces and with the quickness of years of hunting together, Elrohir and I pin her to the ground. “You thought to surprise us, Edhellana?” Elrohir has already stripped his shirt off and within moments, Edhellana receives her punishment for sneaking up on two elves. She moans as she wrestles with my brother. It is only a matter of time until he tires, when I shall take over.
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