Blood of the Dragon (Thorin Oakenshield)

II

Kalaera sat atop her pony, a lovely lass named Myrtle, stroking the mane as they head forth at a slow pace. They had just left The Green Dragon, the company had to gather there noble steeds before carrying on. They had waited till almost 11:00 for a certain burglar to show up before heading east. Just when the woman with the eyes like the bloodstones covering her shoulder had given up all hope of winning all of her gold she picked up the sound of quite foot falls coming from behind them. A grin slipt open the seam of her lips showing white teeth, and a laugh bubbled forth. Kili and Fili looked at their mentor like she sprouted wings and was about to take flight. "I hope you boys are ready to pay up."

Minutes later a voice could be hear yelling "Wait! Wait!" The figure that skidded to a halt in front of them was no other then Bilbo Baggins. He throws his hand in the air and in it is a bundle of parchment. "I signed it!" He shouted with confidence before putting it in Balin's line of sight. Balin takes out his looking glass and holds it up to the papers before speaking up.

"Everything appears to be in order. Welcome, Master Baggins, to the company of Thorin Oakenshield." Though many of the dwarfs let out cheers of happiness, further up the hill the King under the Mountain looked more annoyed then he did in the moments before the hobbit showed up.

"Give him a pony." Thorin gruffly stated. While Bilbo was stuttering about not needing a pony the company was looking for an extra pony only to notice there were no extra. Eyes like a tundra followed the crimson hair woman as she trotted her pony up to Bilbo and dismounted.

"You can take my Myrtle, she may be small, but look into her eyes." She gently moved the horses' eyes so Bilbo could get a good look before she continued. "These are the eyes of a loyal and noble steed. She will keep you safe Master Burglar." Two of the dwarfs come from behind him and lifted him onto the pony before they started making way again. Kalaera briskly walks farther up to the head of the herd to walk by Kili, before he threw her a small sack of gold. "Glad to see you keep you word Marya, now if only I could get my winnings from your brother." She let out a laugh as another small sack soared through the air towards her, she caught it in one hand, and could hear Bilbo making comments on the bets before Thorin's voice grabbed her attention.

"You better keep up woman, I will not be stopping if you fall behind." Hard eyes met hers and she sent him a smile.

"King under the Mountain, you owe me a bag of gold too." A leather satchel, filled with no small amount of gold was handed to her and she grabbed it. "And you have not to worry that I keep up, I can assure you I will have no problem with that task. Also I would never dream of you stopping for me, I am not actually part of your company."

"Uncle! You were part of the wagers?" Fili's voice interrupted their conversation Thorin gave his nephew a quick nod and faced forward.

Kili rode up so the Kalaera was in between the king's pony and his. "Fear not, I will be the one to rescue you of your sore feet!" Kalaera let out a giggle and turned her eyes to the brunet.

"My hero, what would I do without you? I think I can make it quite a ways before I'll need any help, Marya." Soft pink lips opened to continue joking with the brown eyed dwarf but was interrupted by Bilbo yelling for them to stop.

"No, wait, wait, stop! Stop! We have to turn around." The entire company stops and turns to look at him, Gandalf turn and ask him something before he is yelling again. "I forgot my handkerchief."

Bofur pulls one out of his pocket that has probably never been washed and threw it at the hobbit, right when he was bracing for impact a hand grabbed it out of the air. Kalaera pulls out a handkerchief woven of silk with the initials K.A., graceful loops sewn into it. "Take mine." She made her way back towards her spot at the head of the company and along the way throws the dirty handkerchief, it hits Bofur in the face. "Have you ever washed that rag?"