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Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Saeril's hand trailed against Kili's hair, gently smoothing it out, and still trying to transfer some body heat to him. Her face was staring straight ahead, not looking at him. There was a grudge to be settled; Bolg nearly had him killed, and the Defiler's son will have a potential death coming.

“I have had enough of this lippy lakeman." Dwalin snarled to his kin, his arms folded across his cheast. "I say we throw him over the side and be done with him.”
Bilbo turned towards Dwalin, shaking his head lightly. “Bard, his name’s Bard.”
Bofur blinked in surprise. “How do you know?”
Bilbo sat down, still hugging himself for warmth. “Uh, I asked him.” Dwavres could be so infuriating.
Dwalin frowned, then moved towards Thorin. “I don’t care what he calls himself, I don’t like him.”
Balin was busy counting what gold they had left. “We do not have to like him, we simply have to pay him. Come on now, lads, turn out your pockets.”
Hotheaded as ever, Dwalin remained skeptical. “How do we know he won’t betray us?”
Thorin glanced towards his nephews and Saeril, then back to tattooed dwarf. “We don’t.”
Balin counted once, then twice. Then three times. They hadn't enough. “There’s, um, just a problem: we’re ten coins short.”
Thorin instructed Gloin to give up what coin he had.

Nearby, Fili watched Saeril and Kili before him, as he sat with Yavanna, holding her hand. There was absolutely no jealousy evident on his features, and for his little brother's sake, he was sure to not cross in the middle of their close relationship. That didn't mean he loved them both any less, though. Their Delva was Kili's dream, and his muse; one of the people he came to deeply admire, growing up. The blonde held no ill-will in his devotion to his little brother, and his long-term goal was to take care of him, as well as always make him come first.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

The dwarves all gathered on the deck of the boat as Bard sat at the helm and steered it through the waters. "Watch out!" shouted Bofur as he saw a large structure in their path, and all the dwarves ducked out of the way and yelled in panic. Luckily, the Lakeman steered the boat to evade the obstacle.

Saeril had her hair flowing in the cold breeze, while sitting with the brothers. Noticing Kili being stubborn again (it was obvious that he was pale and shivering), the she-elf sighed and stretched out her cloak to wrap it around his shoulders. The lack of layers he and Fili had, were not the best of wear in these kinds of weather conditions. She figured that they were either stripped of protection, or if they just plainly forgot about their coats back in Mirkwood.
Since she boarded the vessel, Saeril felt a light-weight upon her head, before noticing that she couldn't feel her horns anymore. The deformity spell must be slowly fading, but what was the reason why? She had to ask Gandalf about this. Even if she didn't have horns now, she still wanted to keep her black horned headress.
What she was worried about, was Kili's condition. He was hit with a weapon she knew was particularly fatal, and if not treated quickly, it would surely hurt from the inside-out. Letting him lean against her shoulder, she kept her cloak laid on him like a blanket. "Are you okay, young Durin?", the she-elf asked him softly.

His taunting seemed to have negatively affected the Elf Prince. It was evident in how he tightened his grip on both his blade and the creature. "Do not test me", Legolas sternly warned him. The statement was unexpected, even for him. Why would he say that? Since when did he learn to even care about the girl? He knew about the good deeds she had recently performed, but they can't change his perspective of her, can they? "The Dwarf runt will never be King!", Narzug responded. "King? There is no King under the mountain, nor will there ever be. None would dare enter Erebor", Legolas told the orc with his grip on the dagger tightening even more.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

The man ignored that comment about his wife, clearly affected by the comment. Instead, he picked at a dent on one of the barrels where the wood had started to peel away. "I know where these barrels came from", he stated. "I don't know what business you had with the elves of Mirkwood, but I don't think it ended well".

Turning her head to the side, so she could see him at the corner of her eye, Saeril had that glare of a traditional concerned mother, and adjusted his position so she and the young dwarf are in a comfortable position, before looking back at the bargeman.

Back in Mirkwood, Legolas held the orc at knifepoint while holding him on his knees. "You were tracking the company of thirteen dwarves, and two she-Elves. Why?", the prince demanded, the memory of the girl vaguely hovering within his mind, but kept a straight face.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

At the barge, the mystery man began putting the empty barrels onto the barge. The company followed, clearly stripped of protection, and though Kili claims he was fine, Saeril insisted on carrying him on her back, almost in a sort of piggyback position, along with Fili following them.

"What makes you think I would help you?", the man asked them in annoyance. Hearing the question, he answered while continuing to reload. "A boy and two girls", before loading the last barrel. Glaring at the them, he demanded answers. "What's your hurry? I would like to know who you are, and what you were doing in these lands"

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

"Kili's wounded!", the eldest heir told his uncle once he appeared at his little brother's side. Saeril gave him the remaining strands of the rag, and allowed him to tie it off. All she could do right now was give the youngest comfort and sincerity by holding his hand to help him work through the pain.

As Ori was getting rid of the water in his boots, a bowman came up from behind, and was ready to shoot. As he does so, Dwalin intervenes and the arrow hits the piece of wood in his hand. Another was shot, but was miraculously shattered by the she-elf's sharp finger cuff. "Do it again and you’re dead", the mystery figure warned them as he continued to point his arrow at them.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Just by hearing an arrow being deflected by another, it had snapped Legolas snapped back to reality, with his face becoming serious again. "Tauriel, dartho!", he had managed to stop her before she could go any further. "This one we keep alive", he told her in the Silvan tongue, knowing that they must know why Orcs had to attack their borders, and why they were after the two female Elves, as well as their companions. Keeping the same expression, but slightly loosened, he glanced back to the direction of where the stream goes, before helping Tauriel take the Orc back to the palace.

Saeril was helping the dwarves get out of their barrels until she herself managed to step onto dry land, her wings folding behind her back and miraculously turning into her black cloak, as it drapes over her catsuit. She heard groaning from ahead of her, and noticed Kili still in pain from the arrow shot, and his wound looks to be beyond healing. Managing to reach him, she kneeled at his side and hurriedly tore a piece of her black cloak, using it to tame the huge bleeding cut. She wiped the black blood off her lips, although some specks remained on some parts of her face.

"Shh...", she softly told her godson as she put a little bit of pressure to stop the bleeding. "Let me", the she-elf said to him. "I promised Dis I would protect you and your brother. Now, I made a huge mistake", she added before putting a little more pressure. "I'm sorry", she apologized, both if it was giving him too much pain, and of not being able to try harder.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

I have to admit that I was having a little bit of trouble of how to portray him in a rather cold manner, while also containing slight curiosity of Yavanna.

If there is any flaw that you would like me to fix to his character, I'm all ears. And, thanks!

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

You may be right. At first, I was a little hesitant on pairing them off, and whether if I was gonna play Legolas correctly when it comes to romance, but I see myself doing good, so far :)

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Legolas kept his gaze to her; his cold facial still apparent, but slightly cracking in his blue eyes. That battle-hardening expression, and exterior was getting looser, and his gaze to the girl only made him develop some kind of mixed feeling that was almost impossible to decipher. Who is she, really? That feeling was telling him to speak, but he kept it shut, even after she reluctantly left. The last thing he remembered was gazing off to where she was going, where she followed the barrels down the river. The blonde apparently found himself wondering, and gazing out, just a little too much, when an Orc came up from behind with an arrow.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

I feel a possible connection between them already :)