Jemel was glad when they were able to continue on, and tried to ignore the rustling of bushes and rare snapping of twigs behind the company. If it was something important, Feadhros would know and would stop them.
A scream of a bird echoed through the air as they traveled, and everyone turned their heads to see what it was. Aniram glided gracefully through the air, and came to a rest on Jemel's shoulder. When the group realized it was only Aniram, they went back to riding.
"Inyë harya lá atta quetequë," Jemel told the hawk, as she held out a few bread crumbs for him. It was true, she had no message for Galadriel, the rescue mission had been so peaceful and uneventful thus far. Except for that rustling in the bushes. Jemel rode up next to Feadhros.
"Mana ne sinomë i aldan?" Jemel asked him, wondering what was in the bushes. Feadhros looked at her, as if saying What do you think is was?
Then Jemel remembered what she had thought...In his shoes, I would stop at nothing to go and save a best friend. Sultir! Sultir was following them!
"Don't say anything!" Feadhros whispered this warning. Jemel nodded. Of course she would not say anything. She would be doing the same thing if she were Sultir.
[ January 19, 2003: Message edited by: Aylwen Dreamsong ]
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...Come down now, they'll say. But everything looks perfect from far away - Come down now! But we'll stay.
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