Without removing her blade, she allowed the hobbit to squeak out his hurried mess of words. For Katarina, he looked nothing more than a wet, shivering weasel speaking nothing but nonsensical drivel.
"Banding together. With you? Against an army of Orcs?" Queried the huntress with a scoff. ++
“No, no, look!!”
Pippin is starting to think he happened upon the wrong person in the wild altogether. He holds up his wrists, desperately showing her the marks from the ropes from the orcs.
“I’ve been wanderin’ out here for days, tryin’ to get away from the orcs! They’re roamin’ around, a whole +