Natural || Dwalin x OC - A Hobbit Fanfiction

1- Hertiage

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"You have to stop now," The older man frowned deeply at the girl who was currently making a mess of the cabin.

A wadded dress flew passed his head, followed by a single leather boot and then another dress. He ducked in time from getting hit by the second boot.

"Seriously, you need to stop." He stressed, rubbing his palm to his forehead to try and relieve the ache that was beginning to take place.

Untameable curls of wild raven hair were the only thing that let him know that it was his granddaughter who was currently wreaking havoc in the home and not his flighty daughter. Though this was new. Normally Rurìn was the essence of organized and calm but now she was disheveled and far beyond the contrary of calm.

"Rurìn!" He yelled, making her drop the bag she had dug out from the back of her wardrobe. Her shocking deep blue eyes that always felt like falling into an abyss of a roaring sea met his.

"Come now. What happened today?" He asked calmly. She was like a baby deer, easily spooked. "Did Joni say something?"

She gripped the frizzy ringlets in a tight fist, shaking her head.

"Then why..." He directed around her bedroom. "What has gotten into you?"

Her lip quivered and then she just plopped down on the ground where she stood. Her face buried in her hands, shoulders heaving. He held his breath, and her sobs came silently. The only tell was her shaking and rubbing at her eyes repeatedly.

"Rurìn... My darling, girl," He hobbled over to her on his cane and placed his withering hand upon her wicked hair.

It still got him sometimes that his daughter had copulated with a dwarf. His very human daughter went with a dwarf and his poor granddaughter had gotten hit with every dwarf gene apart from a beard. He was grateful for that at least. It was bad enough these blasted insane raven mop of curls for a head was stared at and the horrible relentless taunting she had to tolerate over the piercing gaze of eyes.

"What happened? Was it Perrie? Rowen? Was it the Pon brothers?" She never responded. Making him even more worried than before. What had happened to make her terribly heartbroken?

"My... My Da... Necklace..." She whimpered. "S-S'gone."

"Oh... Sweet child. Where did you last see it?" That makes sense why she was upset. It was the only thing she had of her fathers. The only thing to hold on to.

"I was in the market with Nana..." She sniffled. Good her tears were slowing down. "There was a cavern that was coming through. There... There were many... And I was... You know, curious..."

He pushed her mess of clothes off the bed and sat down. Patting his knee for her to climb up and sit. He pushed the frizzy mess away. He wished she had normal wavy hair. This was too much of a curse to even be considered beautiful but he loved her nonetheless. An abyss for hair or not. She was his little angel. She got settled on his lap and sighed heavily.

"Pops, I swore... I had it when I went to the market with Nana. I never take it off..."

She was too young to understand she had been swiped in the market. Someone picked her and they were none the wiser about the meaning of that silver necklace. Those piercing blue eyes tore into his soul, big, watery, and fresh tears were starting to fall.

"It's all I had left of him... Of my heritage."

Her pops went to fix her clothes, his fingers brushed down her frock. "What's this?"

He dug under the frock that was getting too small for her. Something shiny caught the light. When he pulled his old fingers out, he held the pendant up to the light. Her face broke out into a wide smile. He grinned down at her.