Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26184570-20151202042359/@comment-26444332-20151207203649

Draugluin feels the point of an arrow of Valinor, given by Galadriel, press into his furred neck.

"Quietly now, wolf. Or I pin your head to the forest floor." murmurs Faenor. "And don't think you can move faster than I can shoot. Now, let's let them have their conversation, in peace."