Tauriel hears the footsteps long before she sees their owner. She frowns; she can tell from their lightness that they must belong to one of the children, but which one?
"Greetings," she calls down as the child nears.
Maybe she can make them leave before they come too close.
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Date: 2016-03-21 10:05 pm (UTC)"Greetings," she calls down as the child nears.
Maybe she can make them leave before they come too close.