3. Chapter 3
I ran and ran, just wanting to get away. Who can blame me, especially as I was badly treated by males in the past? I kept running until I ran straight into some small people with beards. I backed away, growling, hoping they would leave me alone.
The Dwarves and Bilbo’s POV
We watched the growling dog backing away from us. Something was obviously upsetting her and we had no spare food to give her (obviously, if we were starving in the forest) We had just been fighting the spiders and were exhausted when someone called to us to halt.
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