me: WILL! CAN I STEAL TUG?!?
Will: No!
me: Aw come on, everybody else has cool horses.
Will: *hugs Tug (his horse)* No. Mine.
me:...... Fine. *walks off behind hill* *whistles three times*
Will:
me: *zooms back around hill riding ontop of Herbie*
Caspian: OH YEAH BABY! *jumps on Herbie*
me: And if anyone has a problem with Herbie here then we can make him the supply wagon instead of a warhorse.
*whisper yells* I FOUND ONE! *walks in with a flying horse behind her* his name is Theophilus and if you want him to be quiet then leave the muzzel on him.
Voice: Welcome Arwen of Rivendell, faithful grand daughter and lover of Elessar. I know why you have come..
Arwen: We need Lorien's aid, I have come to ask for assistance in these dark times grand mother. I implore you to show favor, to consider helping Men once again.
Galadriel: Come forth to my dwelling grand daughter. We shall discuss this matter in further detail when you reach my chamber.
*Arwen dismounts and leads Astofal into the enchanted wood.*
Arwen knew Lorien well, she had spent a great deal of her childhood there after the death of her mother. It was also where she had met her beloved Aragorn.
*whisper yells* I FOUND ONE! *walks in with a flying horse behind her* his name is Theophilus and if you want him to be quiet then leave the muzzel on him.