“It is.” Thranduil gasped eyes going wide. “Arnial!” Thorin yelled as she began to fall limply towards the water. Xxx “Look,” She began “I wouldn’t suggest this but we can’t have a fire tonight. Bilbo was got off of his horse walking towards where Thorin was standing his hands slowly gripping the hilt of his sword. She had stripped from the soaked boots and pants she had been wearing to hang them on a nearby branch to dry. “No hotter than dragon fire I suppose.” Bilbo assured him. Bilbo sighed when he saw Legolas turn to look for the hobbit. He laid there a few moments when she cleared her throat softly. “I’m here.” he assured her. When he looked back at the dwarf he could see him fighting his way towards them eyes like a storm brewing from Mordor.
