Celeborn's Nine - Riders of the Night
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Category:
-Multi-Age › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
88
Views:
9,341
Reviews:
155
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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kill the tiger
author's note: I see Dog as a small hairy terrier. I'm glad you like him; and yes, I think Haldir would bristle at an "I told you so" from Longma.
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It was all so simple, kill the tiger and capture the elf. Her spies told her they usually went up into the mountains a couple of times a month. He always went armed, but with enough men, he could be taken and the tiger killed.
The only thing Armanea had to do now was wait.
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Dog barked furiously and chased after Tiger as she slunk through the rocks just visible enough for him to follow her. Haldir watched them with an amused expression on his face. Tiger, the fierce tiger of mythology, was being hunted by a dust bunny. Eru, he wished Celeborn had not told him that.
Tiger leaped over several rather large rocks with Dog in pursuit and then circled back to sit by Haldir. She looked at him and smiled and then leaned forward for a kiss. "I think he will be a great hunter," she said as Dog scampered up and reared up on Haldir's leg because she had hers curled under her.
"Only if his prey doesn't eat him first," Haldir answered and looked down at Dog, who was dancing on his hind feet with his paws in the air.
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The men knew they had to attack quickly; that was the only way they'd catch the elf without winding up dead. And Armanea told them to shoot his companion, whether she was in tiger body or woman. And they would only get one chance because if she attacked them, it would be over.
With fear pricking their thoughts, they spurred their horses up the trail.
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Haldir knew anything coming that quickly towards them in such an isolated place as his and Tiger's spot was up to no good. Grabbing up is bow, he ordered Tiger to get into the rocks, but she had to catch that damn dog, which now didn't want her to catch him. "Tiger!" he ordered sharply. "Get back!"
She scooped Dog up as the horsemen appeared and ran into the rocks. Looking back, she watched the lead horseman drive his animal into Master to disarm him. Anger flared in Tiger's heart. "Stay here, Dog," she said and leaped up on the rocks, her tiger's face twisting in an omenious snarl.
"NO, Tiger!" Haldir shouted as the cat leaped. And he watched in horror as two bowmen fired. Tiger screamed in pain and twisted over backwards in midair. She fell with a heavy thud and didn't move. This allowed the men to get a rope around him before someone sent him into darkness with a blow to the back of the head.
Dog did not slink out of his hiding place until all the men and horses were gone, then he crept up to Tiger's side and licked her face. Tiger didn't respond, and there was so much blood it disturbed him. Sitting beside her head, he didn't know to do anything else but to wait for the time being.
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Longma had waited an entire week before deciding Glorfindel needed a little magic used on him to get him to quit toying with her and come to bed...his bed. And he knew she did that, and he didn't care, magic made the sex better. It had been that way for as long as they had known each other. She would appear to him as a beautiful young maiden, but the sex was the sex of dragons, and the teeth that pierced his flesh within the celestial storm was pure pleasure. He lived and died and lived again within that storm. And the emotions became so intense he didn't know if it was a woman or dragon possessing his body.
When the storm passed, he found he wanted to do nothing else but lie there and wait for the storm to return. He knew it would as long as Longma stayed in his arms. She had stopped taking other lovers several hundred years ago, although he had not asked that of her; she knew he took many lovers, but theirs was an understanding. She didn't want to stay with him, she just wanted to 'be' with him when the need for contact became too much to stand another day. And for that, she showed him the dragons. It was addicting.
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It was getting late and Dog was really getting scared now. Nuzzling Tiger's nose, he barked at her and kept barking until she stirred. Tiger looked at Dog and rumbled softly. She was terribly hurt but dared not shape shift to remove the arrows; her human body would not be able to survive it. Where was Master? Celestial?
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Longma deep in a kiss with him suddenly sat up. She felt the dragon stirring. A bone rattling roar had her jumping out of bed, grabbing her robe and sword and running towards the river. Glorindel was putting on his clothes as he darted out the door behind her, his sword also in hand.
Celestial was terribly upset. Roaring over and over, his voice echoing off everything around him, he kept telling Longma that Tiger was dying. Not waiting Longma ran up his tail with Glorfindel behind her. Using magic to hold them in place, Longma told the dragon to go.
With a great and mighty leap, Celestial shot into the sky. He went straight up the mountain, where they found Tiger bloody, just clinging to life with a small dog protecting her. Glorfindel removed the arrows and looked at the tips, but he did not recognize them. Longma told Tiger she could shape shift now and then put the jinn tiger into a deep sleep. Even if they closed the wounds, Tiger had lost so much blood she could not be certain she would survive. And where was Haldir? They looked for him, but the ripped up ground told the story. Someone had taken him. Scooping Dog up in her arms, Longma waited for Glorfindel to pick Tiger up and get on the dragon before her. If Master was dead, Tiger might not want to live.
Dog hid under her robe sleeve as Celestial leaped skywards and returned to Rivendell.
.................................................................................................................................
It was all so simple, kill the tiger and capture the elf. Her spies told her they usually went up into the mountains a couple of times a month. He always went armed, but with enough men, he could be taken and the tiger killed.
The only thing Armanea had to do now was wait.
..................................................................................................................................
Dog barked furiously and chased after Tiger as she slunk through the rocks just visible enough for him to follow her. Haldir watched them with an amused expression on his face. Tiger, the fierce tiger of mythology, was being hunted by a dust bunny. Eru, he wished Celeborn had not told him that.
Tiger leaped over several rather large rocks with Dog in pursuit and then circled back to sit by Haldir. She looked at him and smiled and then leaned forward for a kiss. "I think he will be a great hunter," she said as Dog scampered up and reared up on Haldir's leg because she had hers curled under her.
"Only if his prey doesn't eat him first," Haldir answered and looked down at Dog, who was dancing on his hind feet with his paws in the air.
.....................................................
The men knew they had to attack quickly; that was the only way they'd catch the elf without winding up dead. And Armanea told them to shoot his companion, whether she was in tiger body or woman. And they would only get one chance because if she attacked them, it would be over.
With fear pricking their thoughts, they spurred their horses up the trail.
.....................................................................................................
Haldir knew anything coming that quickly towards them in such an isolated place as his and Tiger's spot was up to no good. Grabbing up is bow, he ordered Tiger to get into the rocks, but she had to catch that damn dog, which now didn't want her to catch him. "Tiger!" he ordered sharply. "Get back!"
She scooped Dog up as the horsemen appeared and ran into the rocks. Looking back, she watched the lead horseman drive his animal into Master to disarm him. Anger flared in Tiger's heart. "Stay here, Dog," she said and leaped up on the rocks, her tiger's face twisting in an omenious snarl.
"NO, Tiger!" Haldir shouted as the cat leaped. And he watched in horror as two bowmen fired. Tiger screamed in pain and twisted over backwards in midair. She fell with a heavy thud and didn't move. This allowed the men to get a rope around him before someone sent him into darkness with a blow to the back of the head.
Dog did not slink out of his hiding place until all the men and horses were gone, then he crept up to Tiger's side and licked her face. Tiger didn't respond, and there was so much blood it disturbed him. Sitting beside her head, he didn't know to do anything else but to wait for the time being.
.........................................................................................................
Longma had waited an entire week before deciding Glorfindel needed a little magic used on him to get him to quit toying with her and come to bed...his bed. And he knew she did that, and he didn't care, magic made the sex better. It had been that way for as long as they had known each other. She would appear to him as a beautiful young maiden, but the sex was the sex of dragons, and the teeth that pierced his flesh within the celestial storm was pure pleasure. He lived and died and lived again within that storm. And the emotions became so intense he didn't know if it was a woman or dragon possessing his body.
When the storm passed, he found he wanted to do nothing else but lie there and wait for the storm to return. He knew it would as long as Longma stayed in his arms. She had stopped taking other lovers several hundred years ago, although he had not asked that of her; she knew he took many lovers, but theirs was an understanding. She didn't want to stay with him, she just wanted to 'be' with him when the need for contact became too much to stand another day. And for that, she showed him the dragons. It was addicting.
..........................................................................................................
It was getting late and Dog was really getting scared now. Nuzzling Tiger's nose, he barked at her and kept barking until she stirred. Tiger looked at Dog and rumbled softly. She was terribly hurt but dared not shape shift to remove the arrows; her human body would not be able to survive it. Where was Master? Celestial?
..........................................................................................................
Longma deep in a kiss with him suddenly sat up. She felt the dragon stirring. A bone rattling roar had her jumping out of bed, grabbing her robe and sword and running towards the river. Glorindel was putting on his clothes as he darted out the door behind her, his sword also in hand.
Celestial was terribly upset. Roaring over and over, his voice echoing off everything around him, he kept telling Longma that Tiger was dying. Not waiting Longma ran up his tail with Glorfindel behind her. Using magic to hold them in place, Longma told the dragon to go.
With a great and mighty leap, Celestial shot into the sky. He went straight up the mountain, where they found Tiger bloody, just clinging to life with a small dog protecting her. Glorfindel removed the arrows and looked at the tips, but he did not recognize them. Longma told Tiger she could shape shift now and then put the jinn tiger into a deep sleep. Even if they closed the wounds, Tiger had lost so much blood she could not be certain she would survive. And where was Haldir? They looked for him, but the ripped up ground told the story. Someone had taken him. Scooping Dog up in her arms, Longma waited for Glorfindel to pick Tiger up and get on the dragon before her. If Master was dead, Tiger might not want to live.
Dog hid under her robe sleeve as Celestial leaped skywards and returned to Rivendell.