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Clingin' to insanity In hopes the world will ease up
That's just Claudius. He always seems nervous, but I think he's far from it. Stammer or summit, that's what he's got. he said simply, thinking about the new co-leader. He respected Claudius, held a great admiration for him. Although he didn't even know him that well...still, the agri-cultural project had been helped out a great deal by him. Frodo found himself smiling slightly when Eclipse said that she'd trust him. It was perhaps just a figure of speech, but it warmed his heart all the same. You were? he chuckled at her, his voice musical and rumbling. He couldn't quite imagine Eclipse as a puppy, but if he tried to hard, he would think she'd be a very cute one. Wotcha, most o'us could easily sneak in, s' just a matter of getting out again unnoticed, you follow?... he explained. Still, she might have been on to something. AniWaya wasn't very well protected any more, not with nobody in the warrior rank, and no scouts he could think of either. The war had taken its toll on the land, considerably so.
Frodo sensed his friend's dis contempt at the appearance of Pan, but she hid it well so he forced himself not to chuckle at her again. She was just too sweet. Yet as soon as she saw how calm Frodo was with the rat on his shoulder, she seemed to warm up to the idea of Pan being there. Indeed they'd have use of the spirit guide while on the hunt. Because Pan was helpful. When he wanted to be. This thought made Frodo seond guess himself and he shifted his head to give the rat a rather angry look. If Pan was a in a bad mood, he'd been known to torment people. Frodo couldn't have that. This was meant to be a good day, he need not have anything spoil it. I'm not quite sure meself, skipper. They're miracle creatures, somethin' of an animal, somethin' of a ghost. They guide us. Only AniWayan's 'ave 'em, so to speak. I 'aven't a diddy why. he mulled over this thoughtfully, scratching his chin. His eyes misted over for a minute or two, but then he shrugged and went back to normal.
When he finally took out Strider, Eclipse seemed to be pleased about the horse. Frodo grinned at her and patted the stallion's neck, his green eyes full of love and admiration for the horse. Strider licked his master's ear and nickered softly, trudging the earth beneath his hooves with heavy footing. Well.. Frodo started in reply to Eclipse's question, mid-jump as he mounted the horse. He straightened into a more comfortable position, locked his thighs around whiteness and steadied the red bow and quiver on his back. We'll go a ways off into a clearing north of here. There we can practice our bows. Then, if ye want, there's an injured buck I've been meanin' to scander.... he trailed off uneasily, wobbling from his position. He felt awkward asking for more than she'd bargained for, he'd only said he'd teach her about his bow, but he'd like it if she went hunting with him afterwards.