Aug 10, 2018
@prxnceling liked the starter call
“Legolas... where..?”
The first thing Tauriel registers is the throbbing in her head, pulsing against her skull and forcing her to shut her eyes as soon as she’s opened them. The second thing is the pain in her side, though a quick check with her hands tells her there is no serious bleeding there-- possibly a broken rib.
Her vision still blurred, the elf manages to push herself off the tree she’d been leaning against, and spots the Prince not too far away from it. His arm, she can already see, is bent at an awkward angle that makes her feel sick to look at. “Legolas,” she whispers, crawling over to him and setting a hand on his shoulder. “Ernil nín, you must get up- Legolas!”