Holly had brushed the horse til her arms ached, and combed the tangles from his mane and tail. He gleamed like a vibrant piece of polished ebony. He arched his neck when she had finished and gave a great trumpeting whinny as if to call attention to how grand he looked.
The hobbit stepped back to view her work, and saw Bird trying to soothe Arcon's steed.
Drawing nearer to them, she saw the horse had an arrow which had pierced his foreleg.
She called to Meneli: 'Elf, will you come and aid us? It is Arcon's horse; it has need of you.'
She looked at Bird and said, 'We must get the arrow out of his leg before infection sets in and he loses the use of it.'
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Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.
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