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[Thorin heard the rumble of footsteps as it was still not light yet. He shifted then grunted as he got to his feet.]

Fili? Is something out there? [He drew his sword instictively.]

[It isn't long before Kili wakes, feeling the loss of warmth next to him, and he lifts his head, groggily rubbing at his eyes. He can hear someone rustling around and the crackle of a fire, and he pushes himself up, yawning as he stretches. He frowns as he focuses on his brother's form.

Then he's drawing his cloak tighter around himself and moving over beside his brother.] Fili?

No, Uncle, it's only me. *Fili pulled the cup out of his pack and poured the tea for himself before nestling the kettle back next to the fire*

It's been quiet, nothing is out there.

[Thorin grunted then sheathed his sword. He had become jumpy now that they were on their journey. Anything could attack them in the dead of night.]

We need to be on our guard. Anything could attack while we least expect it. I could use a warm drink though.

Morning. *He keeps his voice hushed though, not wanting to wake the others. Fili reaches over to rub his brother's shoulders* I've put some tea on. I didn't wake you, did I?

[Kili shakes his head.] No, not really. I was mostly awake anyway. Can't sleep? Or is it your turn to watch already?

*He's not so naive as to think that they're perfectly safe, and he is keeping an eye out despite the other Dwarf standing watch. But it's quiet, there hasn't been any movement. He pulls out an extra cup from their cooking supplies and fills it with tea before holding it out to Thorin.*

We are on our guard. It's quiet tonight.

*He glances up and nods his head in Nori's direction.* No, it's not my watch. I was just too awake to sleep any more.

*He pours some tea into his cup* Do you want some?

[Thorin nodded and took the cup from his oldest nephew.]

Aye. Perhaps too quiet. Stirrings in the North, I can feel something evil on the wind.

*Fili wraps his hands around the cup to warm them and takes a sip.*

I don't sense anything. It just feels quiet to me.

Aye, it is quiet. But quiet doesn't always mean a good sign. Brooding and strange happenings happen in quiet.

Aye. *He looks up at Thorin with a brief smile* We're on our guard, Uncle. Would you sit with me?

Aye. [He nodded and came to sit beside his older nephew.]

What is bothering you?

*Fili shakes his head, sipping the tea in his mug and then poking at the fire with a stick*

Nothing. Just thoughts keeping me awake.

Aye. That often happens to me a lot of late. [He stared into the flickering flames and sighed.]

Has it? *He just shakes his head* I've been thinking about our journey, and what we've left behind. I've been on enough quests with you before, I've never had trouble quieting my thoughts to sleep.

[He nodded somberly.] It can happen to the best of us, Fili.

Thoughts coming back to haunt us. [He knew that all too well.] No matter what happens, we will reach Erebor.

Well. I'll feel better when we're on the road again. *He stretches his back and takes another swallow of tea* We will. With you leading us, I have no doubt.

Your words fill me with pride, Fili. [He gave his nephew a nod of thanks.]

I'll be having some of that tea before we leave though.

*Fili looks up at his uncle and gives him a warm smile at the praise* I am pleased. There is plenty more if you want it.

Aye. We could all do with some warm liquid inside of our stomachs. [He nodded.]

*He gives a soft laugh* And a warm breakfast too. It would make the day's ride go much better.

Aye. I could do with some bacon and a few eggs. Will Bombur help you cook?

Aye, as long as he doesn't eat all of the food first. *He smirks; it's a fond one. They tease Bombur but the dwarf is loyal and always sees to it that there is enough to go around.*

Aye. That much is true. [Thorin knows how much Bombur eats. Far too much.]

Bombur is a good cook. It is fortunate we have him.

Aye. If he did not eat all of our rations, we might get more food at eating intervals. [He was joking as he did like Bombur.]

*He chuckles softly* Bombur doesn't eat all of our rations. He's as willing to share with others as he is to eat what one doesn't finish.

Aye, when he isn't stuffing his face. He is a good lad though. Strong and loyal.

They're all strong and loyal, down to the last dwarf.

Aye, they are. [A strong nod.]

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Hmm, let's try canon!

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\o/

:D I need to flex his canon muscles more >_>

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mmmmm canon.

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