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[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Who: Bitty!Legolas and Daryl, maybe elves later
What: I'm not done getting Legolas into trouble He falls out of a tree and Daryl finds him then tattles on him
When: Dec. 30th
Where: The woods
Rating: G.

Somehow, Legolas had escaped from one of his current caretakers or another. And the prince gleefully fled from the castle before they could find him and make him behave or do something equally boring. Later on he'd regret it when they scolded him for this or that. And he had a favorite past time he hadn't gotten to indulge in since he got here: tree climbing.

Okay so, he didn't get to do a lot of it in Mirkwood. There are giant spiders out there! He enjoyed it when he did though since climbing inside his fathers halls were apparently not allowed to even be considered. Come on, what kid doesn't enjoy climbing things?

So dressed in what warm clothes he could find, he was headed out to the woods to climb trees and ruin said warm clothes. The tree that would gain his attention was tall enough for someone his size to try climbing, if only he could find somewhere to pull himself up. Of course, that made him think to find another that he could climb more easily which wasn't difficult to do among so many. And then climbing he went!

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[squirrelhunter]

Daryl is out as usual. In fact, he hasn't been in for some time. He's clad out in warm clothes, a leather jacket, crossbow over his shoulder and a brace of winter hare over the other.

He's trudging through the snow, eyes forward, shivering slightly in the wind. Other than that? He's coping just fine.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

That's different. He's rarely seen a Man who would go out in weather like this without a couple warm furs or cloaks. His clothes don't look all that warm to the young prince, who then found himself curiously following from his place in the trees, moving silently from limb to limb to keep Daryl in his sights.

[squirrelhunter]

The man's senses are sharp, but he doesn't notice the elfling hopping from branch to branch.

As to his clothes, Daryl is used to the cold, used to being outside. He doesn't mind the cold, honestly.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Which was okay for Legolas. He liked going unnoticed for as long as he could, being sneaky and then bragging later, if he could. So this suited him just fine as he hopped to another branch. This one shook a bit more though, a frail twig snapping off and making the child freeze for a moment.

Don't notice me, don't notice me, don't notice me.

[squirrelhunter]

And it causes the man below to pause, looking around, maybe for some deer making noises in the brush...

Nope. Nothing.

He's going to get walking, then. Starting to whistle lowly.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Excellent. Perfect even! Legolas resists a giggle and continues to follow as quietly as he can, watching for branches easily broken and avoiding them. In fact, he's so focused on that task that he doesn't realize the next branch he jumps to is covered in ice and slips. For a moment, he manages to grab it and hold on but slips once again and down to the ground.

[squirrelhunter]

Now that he heard. He raises his crossbow, whirling around. He looks around, squinting. He takes a few steps towards the source of the sound.

"Hey! Anyone there?"

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

The little elf just groaned and lay among a pile of branches and snow for a moment before sitting up to nurse a sore arm. He was tempted to not say anything but that was probably a worse thing to do than call out. So finally there's the call of:

"Here."

This got lost. I'm so sorry. >.<

[squirrelhunter]

Daryl pauses for a moment as he sources that voice a bit better and starts trudging towards it, brushing aside a nearby bush and looking down at the kid.

"...You okay?"

That's okay!

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Sitting up, nursing his arm, he looks to the man and tries to decide if he'd ever seen him before today. Sadly, nothing comes to mind. And he soon shakes his head to answer the question.

"I landed on my arm."