Kili watched her with a worried expression. He sighed slightly. He thought, Elves did not get tired so fast. But he tried not to question it. [i]Let it go...there's no use, arguing.[/i] He told himself. "Good night." he said, as he laid down. Leaning his head against his arm...The young Dwarf dozed off.

In the distance, there was someone or something watching them. One of the Orcs, from earlier...had caught scent of Thorin Okaenshield and his company. "Send word to master, we have found the Dwarf Scum!" he commanded, to his fellow.

[hr]

After everyone was well rested, and feeling refreshed. They were on the move again. But the next day, it was raining rather heavily and everyone was soaked within moments.

"Gandalf...can't you do something, about this?" One dwarf complained.

Gandalf, looked back at the Dwarf. "It is raining, Master Dwarf. It will continue to rain, until the rain is done." he replied "If you wish to change the weather of the world, you must find yourself another Wizard." 

"And are there any?" Bilbo asked curiously. "Other Wizards...I mean." he said, curious.