Drabble: Orange
An extra drabble for the orange challenge at tolkien_weekly
All of Arda belongs to the Professor. I am just a traveller.
The Watcher
The trunk of the great pine sheltered the remains of a fire, banked to embers. Its curling roots held gently snoring sleepers, each rolled up in a homespun cloak with his head cradled on his pack as a rough pillow.
A pair of deep green eyes observed them from the shadow of a neighboring tree.
When the watcher was sure they were asleep, he crept forward a little, sniffing the air for a scent of leftovers. But as the sleepers were hobbits, none were to be found so the fox stretched, his tawny fur gleaming like the fire, and moved on.
All of Arda belongs to the Professor. I am just a traveller.
The Watcher
The trunk of the great pine sheltered the remains of a fire, banked to embers. Its curling roots held gently snoring sleepers, each rolled up in a homespun cloak with his head cradled on his pack as a rough pillow.
A pair of deep green eyes observed them from the shadow of a neighboring tree.
When the watcher was sure they were asleep, he crept forward a little, sniffing the air for a scent of leftovers. But as the sleepers were hobbits, none were to be found so the fox stretched, his tawny fur gleaming like the fire, and moved on.