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Fifteen Birds in Five Fir-Trees |
Written for the Fell Beasts "Wargs" prompt. |
"All gone already?" Bilbo surveyed the tea-table around which numerous junior Tooks and Bolgers jostled. "You youngsters eat like ravening wargs!" "What's a warg, Cousin Bilbo?" asked Freddy Bolger through a mouthful of seedcake. "Dear me," Bilbo began stacking empty plates, "I'm not sure that's fit knowledge for tender ears..." "Tell! Tell!" Expectant saucer-eyes gazed up at him. "Oh, very well." Bilbo drew up a stool, his audience rapt. "It was on the dwarves' Quest, many years ago; we had stopped to camp for the night under some pine-trees when first we heard the dreadful howls..." The children shivered, delighted. |