what don't look at me like that.

[leafling]

But mundane, I have not yet Learned enough Westron to converse with any here.

[oh, posh, don't worry about that, it's auto translate.]

Oh--! [..in that case, he's just gonna clam up and not say anything. :x]



...May I return to the forest yet?

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[elvenking]

And just what are you doing here, little one?

[leafling]

I was told there were trees to climb, father. But I know now it was a ruse to lure me out. [>: the trees were a lie. a filthy lie!!]

[elvenking]

Let that be a lesson to you, then, never to trust a mun.

[leafling]

Aye, I have learned mine. [lowered gaze, a tiny bit sheepish. may as well be teetering back on his heels, if he were one to-- okay maybe he is doing that.] But I think it is not so bad here.

[elvenking]

No. [Legolas is a little big to pick up, so Thranduil instead places a hand on his shoulder in a sort of half-hug.] It is not so bad here, pen tithen. In time, you may come to like it.

[leafling]

[what! never too big to pick up!]

I have heard there are many who may be called friends here.. Though I would rather have leaves and branches. [read: he'd rather just climb up the tree that is dad. but instead, he leans into the hand and smiles, taking comfort in the presence of kin.

maybe some day thorin can be kith to complete the phrase.]

[elvenking]

[No. Just no.]

There will be leaves and branches aplenty, I should think. Would your mun ever put you in a place without them?

[Let's see if he passes the test.]

[oakenshield]

[ Is that...an elf? It must be judging from the ears, but Thorin isn't accustom to seeing elves so young. ]

Why have you strayed so far from your forest realm, little one?

[leafling]

[sorry, thorin, did you say something? little leaf is too busy staring and trying not to look rude while doing so.]

..You are not an Elf!

[oakenshield]

[ The elfling's response humors him more than it offends. ] You possess a rather keen eye.

[leafling]

Keen eyes for keen sense. And I have never seen an Elf with such hair on their chins.

[he sounds more curious than impressed, but quickly checks himself to make sure he isn't saying anything that could be.. insulting. though he knows little of what would insult someone who isn't an elf.]

[elfling_prince]

[Just spying on his 'twin' right now.]

[leafling]

[lurks around ]

[elfling_prince]

[This is kind of weird.]

[leafling]

[just when you thought one little woodelf was enough...]

[elfling_prince]

[Think of what trouble two of them can do.]

Suil.