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decadentenemyturtle · 7 years ago
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The Great Unknown
Part 8
Summary:  As if it wasn’t bad enough to fall in a random hole in a road and find yourself in Middle Earth, travelling with Thorin Oakenshield and his company, but also get turned into a dog by Gandalf. And when the wizard doesn’t even know how it happened or how to turn you back, you could only hope that this was just a bad dream. But is it?
Pairing: Thorin’s company x Reader
Words: 2190
All parts of The Great Unknown
No-ones/general POW;
Yet again, the night was falling over Rivendell. The elves were setting over the night expect the guards, lord Elrond, few random soldiers and elf, and the visiting dwarves and their pet-dog. The 11 dwarves were enough to make noise for entire city. Or that it was it felt like for the elves in nearby the terrace the Company stayed in. They all had refused for the chambers, even Thorin and Balin (only after everyone else had told that they would rather sleep on the ground than on the elven bed). Thorin and Balin were with Elrond and Gandalf, trying to find the secrets of the map. Bilbo had sneaked in the room, and when the four had noted him, none of them decided to pay any mind to him and let him stay.
In certain terrace, where talk and laughter still could be heard, dwelled eleven dwarfs. One of them was laying on top of the table, or what was left of it. After the laugh somewhat eased, the fat dwarf was helped back up. Then the remaining peaces of wood were burnt in the campfire and everyone stayed unaware of the tables fate, if any outsider asked about it. Nor did they tell even their leader about the broken table. Sometimes even the dwarves admired that silence is golden.
When the talk continued, the young dark haired prince, Kili, frowned and turned to look down to the sleeping dog. She was making puffing like sounds. Soon they got loud enough that everyone stopped talking and turned to look at her, confused. Was she awake?
Then her paw started to move and she continued the puff-sounds. And yet her eyes remain to be close. A smile grew on Kili's face and he let his hand go on with the dogs back.
"She's dreaming" he whispered to the others, looking at them with a big grin. The others huffed their laugh and continued their talk.
"Silly lass..." Dori murmured. At some point the talk did turn about the dog. Everyone at least agreed openly that is was shame what had happened to her and how she didn't deserve it. Then Dwalin, from all of the dwarves, let out a little chuckle and turned to glance towards the sleeping dog.
"If it's alright for me tae say... It's easier tae hunt when lass is with me. She smells the animal's much earlier than when I see 'em, and she has learned a way to inform me about the animals without alarming 'em. And it's easier tae read 'er" Dwalin murmurs, still glancing towards the sleeping dog. Some dwarves smile, especially Bombur who was utterly happy to have more meat in suppers than before (Y/n) had arrived.
"Ye two seem to have some sort of connection" Fili comments and puts his pipe back to his mouth. Dwalin nods and lets a his smile deepen a little.
"Aye. Tho, only when we're huntin'" he admits and Fili huffs.
"Talk to 'er" he points out. "And apologize her. She still thinks ye hate 'er"
"Like we all should..." Kili says and pats the dog from her back. Every pair of eye turns down. None of them says anything anymore, but a silent agreement was made. Talk to 'er. Be open to 'er. She had lost everything she had had, even her identity as a human. She helped the company as much as she could, even when they pushed her away. Ye don' have to like 'er, but at least try to understand 'er situation. She probably never asked any of this.
Reader's POV;
You woke up from the best goodnight sleep you had had since you had come to Middle Earth. Your eyes drifted open and met the dwarves, who were bustling around as silently as they could. Someone was still holding you. You turn your head and see Kili, looking the others and seeming to be rather thoughtful. You let out a long yawn and then you stretch your body. Kili seems to come to his senses when you do this and he turns to look at you. A little smile grows on his lips and starts to scratch your head. Your tail starts wiggle and you press your head back against him. How many girl in your world could say that they had slept a whole night in arms of a good looking dwarf prince?
When the others note that you were awake, they came to greet you and some even ruffled your head. Balin and Thorin were here too, you noted. And they seemed to be a little confused as why the Company were suddenly acting a little more friendly towards you. You were, too. More than a little actually. They never addressed you this much at mornings. But then you wave it off, thinking that they were just worried about you after the troll incident and when they had had finally time to sit and think about it. So they just wanted to be nice to you now, when you were hurt.
When it was time to go and get breakfast, Dwalin caught you in his arms like you weight nothing and said that he would carry you around until your paw would be better. Your jaw dropped and ears shot as up as they could go. Dwalin chuckled - chuckled, for a love of God! - and then he was off to the same dining area where you had been eating yesterday. But this morning the elf lord wasn't dining with the dwarves, and even Gandalf wasn't present. But a beautiful elf maiden was sitting on a table, where Elrond had sat yesterday, with two male elves sitting beside her and Lindir at his "usual" spot. The four of them turned to you and greeted you, then returning to murmur among each other.
Dwalin set you down between himself and Thorin, who this time decided to dine with the company. Two elf maidens brought few choices for breakfast and for you they brought a plate full of meat. Your tail was wiggling like crazy and some drool was beginning to appear corner's of your lips. This was heaven! You had had meat, but this felt like half of what you had been eating in half of the time you had been travelling with these dwarves.
And speaking of dwarves.... While they had porridge, boiled eggs, warm bread, ham, grapes, tee and juice, they were still giving open glances towards your plate. You let out unapproved voice and looked at them with "Fuck you, guys" face. Your food, not them. Let them starve, if that wasn't enough for them.
After lively breakfast, thought as not lively as yesterday, you tried to avoid the company as well as you could. But there was always someone who was seeking your company.
First Dwalin had taken you over to a beautiful lookout, thanking you about your help with hunting. He admit that you had been more than a little help to him, especially when he was hunting alone. When Balin came to look for you two, Dwalin leaned close to you and whispered, that your nose was indeed better than dwarves nose were. You turned to look at him and licked his cheek as a thank you. You could tell that he meant every word. And literally meaning every word he had told you. He chuckled and ruffled your head, which seemed to become a habit to him.
"Dwalin, Thorin wants to speak with you" Balin informed, looking at his brother and seeming to ignore you as if you even weren't there. Then he turned and left. You frowned at this, wondering what had happened. You knew that dwarves didn't like you that much, but Balin had seemed to take some liking of you. And his behavior just now seemed so... odd. Cold towards you. Like he did address you, but at the same time he did not address you.
Dwalin was taking you back to the company's camp, when you saw Bilbo. You hadn't seen the hobbit in what felt like ages and you rather wanted to be with him than surrounded by dwarves. When you whined and leaned toward the garden-like area, and when Dwalin saw Bilbo, the bald dwarf turned towards the area and let you dawn.
"Someone will pick ye from here later on" Dwalin said and then he turned and left. You watched after him and then you turned to look at Bilbo, who was looking down at you rater sadly. The hobbit swung his hands before he stepped next to you and sat down on the marblefloor. You were still sitting and were looking at his features. The situation felt so awkward, that you almost felt like calling after Dwalin and asking him to take you with him. But the warrior was long gone. And he probably wouldn't even understand, if he would hear you shout after him.
Then, Bilbo turned to look at you and he raise his hand towards you. You leaned your head to his hand and then he started to scratch.
"I know you didn't mean any bad when you pushed me into the trolls camp. You couldn't just randomly attack them to save time or the dwarves. We needed to do some teamwork. I-I-I just... failed to see it, back then. I'm not a warrior. I'm not used to life like this" Bilbo sighed. You leaned toward him and kind of fell on his lap, pressing your head on his chest. Bilbo caught you and held you still.
"I know you are scared. I am too. And to be honest... Everyone's scared of something, it's normal to feel something. You shouldn't be astonished of feeling" you said, knowing that Bilbo couldn't understand you, and closed your eyes. You could feel Bilbo take sharply breath and his grip of your fur seemed to tighten.
Almost an hour later Fili came to check on you. You had spent the time talking with Bilbo. Well, Bilbo had done the talking and you had been listening. At some point Bilbo had told you about certain lady hobbit, Yuva, and few times his cheeks went red from variant reason. You weren't helping when you were looking him like "Ooh, someone is in love" or "That's so sweet". And you could swear that some part of Bilbo was happy, when Fili appeared to look for you, so Bilbo wouldn't need to talk about her. When Bilbo informed that he was going to look for the library, Fili took you back to the terrace. 
Dwalin was apparently done with Thorin, since he sparring with Kili, when Fili took you to the terrace. There was no one else there. Fili set you down on the sofa and then you both turned to look at Kili, who was laying on the ground, pouting and glaring Dwalin. Neither of them had shirts on. Your tail wiggled once and you let your gaze go from Dwalin's muscular back to Kili's bare chest. You wished you had hands now so you could try Dwalin's back or run your hand over Kili's chest hair. How come he had more hair on his chest than on his jaw?
"You know lass, it's not nice to stare" you heard Fili said. You turn to look at him and try to look innocent. He grinned you back and winked. Kili and Dwalin had noted that you were back, so they stopped their sparring. Which was shame, you didn't want them to stop just because of you. Kili came to pat you after putting his shirt back on, while Dwalin went to look for Thorin and his brother. Soon after he had left, Oin, Gloin, Dori, Ori and Bombur came back. Gloin looked like he would strange someone and the others looked rather angry too.
"Is something wrong?" Fili asked, deep, worried frown on his face. Gloin turned to look at him, staying on his feet and hands grossed over his chest, while others set down and Oin knelt before you to check your paw.
"The elf lord refuses to see lass. He refuses to look at 'er paw or listen to 'er story. Thorin and Balin tried to reason 'im yesterday, but he 'has better tasks on his mind', as he had told 'em" Gloin tells to Fili, who sighs and shakes his head. The empty feeling returns to your chest and you lower your head.
So even the elf lord refused to help you. This had been your only hope, lord Elrond trying to help you. But he refused see you. Like Gandalf had refused to take any responsibility of you. Your only hope had just flied to the wind and now you didn't know what to do. You wished you could go back home, but it was impossible. 
"I've never seen a dog cry before...." Kili murmurs and everyone turns to look at you. Tears filled your eyes and fell to your fur.
"Hurt paw is easier to heal than a lost, broken heart" Oin murmurs as he bandages new gauze around your paw.
Tag list;
@lidda​ @bee-wrecker​ @queendarkmuffin​ @silencegetawayfromme​@kettnerjanea​ @sdavid09​ @ealasaid​ @jumpingmanatee @fab-notfat​ @bae-kage @fricking-ghoul​ @k-youre-a-fantasy @dumbgopher1 @maddybeck01 @naminalati @leah-halliwell92
Those who I couldn’t, from some reason, tag in this, have been marked in bold.
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