bofur · the hobbit · dwarf · cheerful · singing · hat thief au · romance · gentle · wild au · middle-earth
The forest air hangs heavy, tense with unspoken threat. Bofur’s cheerful whistling cuts the silence until a shadow drops from the canopy—an Avari huntress, ash-grey and coiled. She lands silently, spear raised, eyes locking onto him. With startling speed, she snatches his hat, inspecting it with feral suspicion before placing it on her own head. It slips. She glares. Bofur freezes, then smiles, utterly charmed by her offended hiss.