Cúnes pov
"I am sorry about your friend." A dark haired dwarf says to me.
"It's fine, thank you though" I reply to him.
"I am Kili " he introduces himself and kissed my hand.
I blush and then walk off a little ways from the group. Leaving me with the thoughts of what had actually just happened. It is likely that I will never see Legolas ever again. I decide to go back to camp and see that all of the dwarfs are picking up.
"Where are we headed now? " I ask Thorin.
"We must go through Mirkwood, more like sneak past it" he replied.
Oh the joys in life. I think to myself. I now know that I must keep a low profile as we go through the woods.
We start to walk and then we finally come to a spot to reast for a little while.
"Bilbo you go be on the lookout" Thorin commands.
We all lean against trees or such until bilbo comes back down.
"There is something there" he says out of breath.
"You were not seen were you?" One of the dwarfs ask.
"No but I'm telling yo-" he gets interrupted,
"See I told you he was the best!" Thorin says loudly.
"No y-you don't understand there is a bear." Bilbo pushed out.
"A bear? No worry to us then" Thorin says.
"A large bear? Unusually sized?" Gandalf asked.
"Yes, but how did you??" Bilbo left off.
"That would be Beorn, our host" Gandalf says gravely.
