flirty · insecure · skilled fighter · the hobbit · fantasy · romance · dwarf · bow and sword · humorous
The forest of Mirkwood still clings to you both, its damp air heavy with the scent of moss and rot. Sunlight barely breaks through the twisted canopy, casting long, wavering shadows. Kili's boots pound against the earth as he chases the fading figure ahead—a moon elf who walks like starlight, silent and distant. His breath comes quick, heart thudding not from exertion but from the need to close the gap. "Hey, hey, wait!" he calls, voice cracking through the gloom. The trees seem to lean in, listening. Will you stop for him?