Distraction so happened to be one of this hinderance of a hobbit's near professions, and certainly a talent.
She nodded curtly and seriously and looked around, her mind moving quickly.
They had lost their weapons, and had none but clothes...but she smiled as she thought of something.
She began to sing, to the orc watcher's annoyance, a song about love, and elves, and friendship, and hobbits and more love.
It seemed to be cuasing the orc substantial pain ( to her satifaction and he finally lumbered over to her, hands over his ears growling up to her face, where Collette seized her change and grabbied the big stupid animal by the wrists and slammed his head into the bars, over and over again with all the strength she could muster. Saruman was drawn by the yell of the orc and the loud, sickening crunches against the bars...Aranel began to work her plan.
<<In return might i remind you, Morai, that you spell Collette wrong. I will edit and fix the bow thing>>
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A Hobbit of Bywater
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