The Noldor never give up!

fifteen years later

"Whoosh."

A sharp arrow shot through the eye of the bird. The bird flapped its wings in pain and let out a sharp cry, then fell to the ground. The red blood spread. I cheered and ran forward, tying up the red blood. A long line was thrown out of his hair, and a sharp dagger swayed at his waist.

Celegorm whistled.

"Third brother! Look!" I lifted up the bird triumphantly. The bird was a bit big, but I still knocked it down effortlessly. "The complete bird will be roasted and eaten later."

Then I looked at Orome, who had turned into a horse next to Celegorm, and thought: "Is this bird not worthy enough?"

This bird is considered large, but it is certainly not enough for an adult elf, a half-adult, and a Valar.

The growth rate of elves is similar to that of humans, but their appearance will stop growing when they are in their twenties and thirties, and they will stay at their most beautiful. However, I am not yet in my twenties or thirties, which is what humans look like when they are fifteen or sixteen years old, but this It’s enough for me to go hunting.

I blinked my eyes and raised the knife with my hand. The bird's head fell to the ground, and the blood spurted out. Celegorm was caught off guard and was splashed with blood. The ends of his blond hair were dyed bright red. Oromë quickly Get out of the way.

Celegorm's eyes widened, he looked at me, then at Oromë, and said, "Can you tell me in advance next time?"

"Did blood splatter on you?" I apologized sincerely as I was spoiled by seven brothers and one father. "Sorry, you'll have a big portion later."

I hung the bird on my waist, and the blood stained my trousers red. The smell of blood filled the air. I wiped my face and showed an eager smile.

"Let's go," I licked the corners of my mouth, my green eyes like evil wolves, "You hide first and let me see if I can catch a big one."

Oromi objected. I am too young and hunting alone would be dangerous.

The wind took away the bloody smell, and the howls of carnivores could be heard in the distance. I shook my dagger and narrowed my eyes: "The prey is right in front of me, you want me to give up?"

Celegorn laughed and rubbed me, and I showed him that even a minor elf could jump and kick him in the knee.

"Carnivores are too much for you," Celegorm said flatly. "Wait until you are an adult."

I rolled my eyes, but I was born to go my own way. Now I can't do anything about it under the eyes of others. Can't I just sneak out when I get back?

When Laureline's light dimmed and Telperion's light began to grow, I asked Meccano to pester Orome - Meccano was famous for his knowledge and knowledge anyway. This would not make anyone suspicious. I sneaked out of the sight of my brothers and entered the forest again.

The light of Telperian is a bit stronger than that of Laurelin. The forest looks gloomy under the silver light, and the howls of carnivores come and go. My face is filled with excitement.

Like Celegorm, I can also understand the language of animals, and I can understand the pleading and pain of animals during hunting, but this does not dispel my idea of ​​hunting - just kidding, Oromë is still hunting as the god of the forest. , what happened to me doing the tooth festival? Celegorm can do it, why can't I? I kill a chicken because it's my dinner and I hunt rabbits because that's my fun.

I love hunting - wrongly, I only love my things, and the trophies from hunting are mine alone. This feeling of snatching life away from nature makes me want to stop.

I repeated my old trick, first I beat a rabbit to bleed it, then after the bloody smell was carried away by the wind, I threw the rabbit body far away.

Several hungry wolves appeared, their green eyes glowing viciously.

"Hello, my prey."

I gave a bloodthirsty smile.

(McCanaugh’s perspective)

When Maedhros realized that Miku had disappeared and began to panic looking for someone, Celegorm was the first to think that Miku might have entered the forest alone.

"What's wrong." Celegor's face was livid, "She must have gone to the forest to hunt by herself... I'm going to find Orommi now. Maitimo, you go to the forest to find her!"

Celegorn mounted his horse and galloped away, and Maedhros hurriedly picked up his bow and dagger. Just as he was about to set off, he heard Feanor's suppressed angry voice.

"Matimo, where is Miku?"

Maedhros's body stiffened, and cold sweat broke out instantly.

Fëanor was almost furious when he learned that Miku went into the forest to hunt alone. He grabbed his weapon and rode away, followed closely by Maedhros. Maglor looked at the back of his father and elder brother anxiously leaving, and thought of Miku's sudden sudden death. Disappeared, and instantly realized something, turned his face aside, and immediately went to inform other brothers.

Oromé and I were having a great time discussing knowledge. Celegorm hurriedly informed Miku that he had gone into the forest alone and has not returned yet. The atmosphere around Oromé changed. He first apologized and told me that he could not continue the discussion, and then directly transformed into a horse.

"I'll go too." Although I knew there was nothing wrong with Miku, in order to cover up my intention of deliberately holding Oromi down, I still volunteered to go along.

Celegorm waved his hand impatiently: "You are as underage as Miku, and you are still a nerd. What are you doing here?"

After saying this, Celegorm mounted his horse and Oromë went straight away.

I looked at their anxious and confused expressions. I didn't understand why they were so nervous. Elves are immortal, right? Even if Miku fails in the hunt, she will only go to Mandos for a few years. She has done nothing wrong. Maybe she will be released as soon as she enters. If it is for fear that Miku will be injured - she was injured a lot during the hunt. normal?

I thought for a while but didn't get the answer, so I shook my head and walked slowly towards the forest.

But what’s interesting is that Celegor’s attitude towards Mecanor is completely different from Miku’s. I’m not sad about Celegor’s attitude. After all, I also know that Celegor doesn’t have a good attitude towards the Fingolfin family. , just like Fëanor, it's just interesting to see the difference in Celegorm's attitude towards Miku and me.

When I reached the edge of the forest, the thick smell of blood made me uncomfortable—Miku could handle it, but Mecano could not.

I was late, and Celegorm and the others didn't even give me a glance, but Maedhros glanced at me.

They were about to enter the forest when they saw Miku coming out, his green eyes shining excitedly.

I saw that Miku's clothes were soaked with blood, mostly the blood of prey. Drop by drop, it gathered into a small puddle. There was a deep scratch on her forehead, and her hair was stuck to her face, but she still raised her head proudly. At first, behind her was her trophy.

It's not that I'm narcissistic, but Miku looks...so beautiful.

I heard my heart pounding, and Miku also met my eyes and grinned.

"My trophies are wolves! None of them escaped!"

She shouted loudly, dragging the wolf corpse behind her and laughing.