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14. After a death((oh come on generator that’s just rude.))“Shouldn’t I be asking you that question?” Miston asked, finally leaving the thumb nail he had been chewing on alone as he looked at the hobbit. “We’re in Lothlórien, Sam. Worry not about my state of mind. These woods are familiar to me thanks to my relative who lives here.”

#v: the war of the ring #''don't worry I just feel massive guilt over Gandalf's death *internal screaming*''#onetinyhobbit #asks answered

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“Amad! Amad!” Cassie’s ears perked up at her youngest’s voice, her daughter toddling to her side and wrapping her small arms around her mother’s legs. Kili’s brown eyes looked up at her in Freya’s gaze as she looked from her mother to her father and Mr. Bilbo nearby. The elder of the princesses tuned into their conversation, listening as Bilbo explained he couldn’t take two little ones into his care, no matter how much Thorin would enjoy having another Hobbit around, and Kili seemed unsure himself about taking another little one into his brood. His wife, on the other hand, noted the tuft of bright hair peeking out from under Bilbo’s coat and the wolf knew exactly who the elder Hobbit spoke of. “Samwise.”

The woman glided over to the two, her two sons picking up that their mother was on the move and joining their sister in a line behind Cassie as she approached, soon kneeling down to the young Hobbit’s level with a small smile. “Hello, Samwise,” she smiled, blue eyes taking in the little one’s appearance as she held out a hand to him. “I suppose Master Baggins is trying to find a home for you, am I right? Would you mind very much if I offer to take care of you?” Her children grinned behind her, Freya clinging to her father as Kili chuckled and shook his head. You’d think he would have learned by now that his wife would always be listening. “I may not be a Hobbit, but I promise I will take good care of you and raise you as my own... And we can make sure you see Master Frodo and Master Bilbo all you want.”

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“Ssh, you’re okay” ((after the war of the ring perhaps?))

Nightmare Meme~ accepting

Hearing Sam’s voice Frodo opened his eyes. At that moment he was overcome by two emotions, relief that it was just a dream and embarrassment that once again he had woken someone while in the midst of one of his night terrors. Frowning he rolled over. “Sorry Sam I did not mean to wake you.”

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A Beast Down the Barandiun

The giant Cetus let out one more haggard cough, blowing the rest of the water from his gills before his body was able to re-expand his lungs and breathe the oxygen in the air rather than the water. The sharklike creature shook his body, sending droplets of river water flying off his soft-bramble skin in a misty shower.

The morning air had a nip to it, evident in the winds when they picked up their strength. The river Barandiun was getting shallower thanks to the recent lack of rainfall, and unless he transferred his respiratory system entirely to air sooner, Bruce would find himself forced onto a river bed downstream. Best to make the long transformation when he wasn’t in panic.

Bruce put one, massive taloned claw forward onto the slippery river rocks, forcing the rest of his enormous body out of the water. For a moment, he stayed there, letting the morning sun warm his body. Sure, his species was warmblooded, but the icy river and chilled morning air sent a shiver down his spine.

Until the river picked up its depth, Bruce would have to travel by land.

The twenty-foot long Cetus stumbled down the bank lethargically, almost bearlike in movement. It wasn’t until he had heard a twig snap that he realized another presence moved along the river. Bruce lay still, lowering his body; it was only luck if his slate-blue hide could blend in with the low rocks, but it was something worth trying.

With piercing blue eyes, he eyed the forest line warily.

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