Lover, Fighter

Sorrowful song of longing

Twinkling stars filled the night sky and a full moon illuminated the earth below, allowing the two wayfarers to see their path in front of them. Steady drumming sound of the wolf's paws hitting the ground, the chilly air turning the animal's breath cloud of vapour as the odd pair travelled across the plains.

Bilbo pressed himself against the white silver fur to keep warm. Glancing up he saw the stars making him smile melancholic as he thought about the dwarves who were dreading if their king would survive or not. He couldn't help but worry if they could make it back in time. This was his idea, but now Bilbo was wondering, was it worth it? Was it a good idea to rip you and Thorin apart, convince you to go after a magical fruit that only existed in books and fairy tales?

Your panting distracted his thoughts and peering over your neck, Bilbo saw that you were getting tired. You had been running two days straight non stop, full speed.

"Maybe we should stop for the night and rest, you're exhausted," Bilbo suggested quietly earning a huff from you but you agreed anyway, your lungs were burning, your muscles aching and your vision was getting little blurry. Slowing down your pace and finally stopping you looked around seeing endless flat rocky plain very little cover to offer. But then you felt Bilbo patting your head and glancing over your shoulder you saw Bilbo pointing to your right and following the direction both of you were staring a two huge boulder resting against each other forming a cave-like space between them. Taking a deep breath you sniffed the air trying to find anything dangerous but the air was clear, little crisp because of the frost making your lungs sting when the cold air reached them. But no scent of anything dangerous.

Walking over the boulders you then lied down so Bilbo could get to the ground. Shuffling inside the space Bilbo noticed that the ground beneath him was surprisingly soft.

"It's not so bad. You coming?" Bilbo hummed and turned to gaze at you.

You were standing outside looking at the sky when you heard Bilbo's voice from behind and turned your head tilting it slightly as to ask the halfling "do I look like I'm gonna fit in there?". Seeing your expression Bilbo scratched his neck and chuckled.

"I guess you don't fit in here in your wolf form. Why don't you change into your human form, I hate the idea of you sleeping outside," he suggested gazing at you smiling shyly. A quiet whine escaped from you and then you snorted biting the air making Bilbo lift his hands up.

"No funny business, I know! You're Thorin's One. I'm a respectable hobbit, I'm a Baggins and it means something to me," Bilbo was rambling failing to see the amused glint in your eyes. It never got old to mess with him a bit. Bilbo's rambling was cut short when he heard a low growling coming from you and lifting his eyes to you he then realized you were only playing with him. Huffing with annoyance he gave you a look crossing his arms causing you to actually snicker.

"You're impossible!" he chuffed while shaking his head and turning away.

Closing your eyes focusing to change into your human form you were still chuckling at the hobbit's antics. Luckily Bilbo had carried your changing clothes in a small bag so you wouldn't need to walk around butt naked.

"Oh come now Bilbo, it's not like I threatened your life or anything," you chuckled brushing your hair from your face gazing amusingly at him after finishing getting dressed. Turning again Bilbo's eyes landed on your figure and he smiled making you room to fit in.

"You just can't help yourself can you?" Bilbo asked while you tried to find a comfortable position and still keep a little space between you and the hobbit. Grinning you shrugged lightly to answer his question.