2. Empty Handed
Halbarad emerged from amongst the trees, shaking his head. "Not so much as a rabbit," he said grimly.
"I had no better luck." Aragorn pulled his cloak more closely around his shoulders and stamped his feet to keep warm. "I fear for the children. They suffer most at times of famine."
"Even the weather is against us!" exclaimed Halbarad when the leaden skies opened. At first odd snowflakes drifted down, but soon they fell in flurries. There would be no further hunting today.
"We shall have to seek food from Master Elrond," said Aragorn. "I cannot let my people starve."
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