Kili had smiled to himself. He had seemed to amuse, his God-Mother. It made it worth while. Along the long journey, he amused many of the others. Even Bilbo seemed to chuckle once. Even if the young Hobbit tried to deny it. Kili had known what he had heard.

When they had set up camp. Kili stayed in the presence of his elder brother and their God-Mother. Just talking, getting to know her a little bit more. Aswell, as sharing a few stories, adventures that he and Fili had been on, growing up. The ponies were resting. The Dwarfs were taking turns watching them...it was to be Fili and Kili's turn next.

Bilbo noticed the loud shriek and he tensed slightly. "What was that?" the Hobbit asked.

Kili's hand instantly went to his sword. Gripping it...listening carefully. It didn't seem like the sound was getting much closer. When the noises, had died down...Kili's hand dropped back down his side.