15. Old habits
"Orcs in the High Pass? Are you certain?" Elladan sounded almost offended at the idea as he questioned the scout.
Elrohir had laughed. "What? You thought they would not return to the mountains? There are only a few, but we should not let them re-establish themselves in their old caves."
Still, even despite his doubts, Elladan had been quick enough to ride out, and now they were sneaking up on their foes and scouting out the camp before going back to get the rest of their patrol. The twin Lords of Imladris easily fell back into their old habits of stealth, and it was not long before they were positioned above the camp, looking down on the Orcs.
Almost like the old days, Elrohir thought.
I haven't missed this at all, Elladan answered.
Nor I, Elrohir admitted. Yet it seemed it would take more than a few years of peace to forget the skills that had kept them alive throughout the whole of the Third Age. He wondered if they could ever leave this part of themselves behind, but accepted that even after Sauron's fall they would only be able to do so when the time came to sail West.
A double drabble, originally written for the January 2010 Birthday Workshop for Jay of Lasgalen's birthday.
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