((Okay, so I was thinking that either Legolas, or Gimli, or both are in the forest and they come up to the kids. Sound good?))
((Sure. WIll you introduce them?))
Legolas was laughing with his friend, Gimli, when he heard a familiar voice mingled with another one. Gimli looked in the direction of the voices, and then at Legolas. They both groaned and then took off in the direction of where their relatives where fighting.
"Go away!" Leif shouted at the dwarf girl that he was coming so close to just knocking her out and dragging her away so he didn't have to listen to her yapping anymore.
A low chuckle came from his right and Leif turned in surprise. His great-uncle Legolas stood next to some other dwarf.
"What is wrong, nephew?"
"Uncle!" Leif stood straigher and wiped at his bloodied nose. He didn't want his uncle to think he was acting like a fool. "I was coming to kill that boar that has been harming villages when this dwarf girl attacked me and shooed off my game!"
Gimli looked at Dia and silently counted to three. "LOok, grandpa, it was this elf guy's fault! It's not the boar, I'n telling you! He was going to shoot a harmless creature!" Dia protested with a glare in Leif's direction.
"You apparently need to go to school if you think the word to desribe that ransacking monster "innocent'"," Leif shot back.
Legolas held up his hands and Leif fell silent. "Where is the animal now?"
Leif pointed in the direction where there was a path of distruction. "She shooed it off that way."
"Excuse me? I did WHAT?" Dia shouted forcefully, stomping her foot on his heel has hard as she could. "I JUST SAVED IT AND IT RAN OFF IN THAT DIRECTION! I LOST A PERFECTLY GOOD HATCHET IN THE RIVER BECAUSE OF YOU," she poked a finger at his chest. "AND YOU ONLY LOST AN ARROW!"
"Well maybe if you go swim in the river it will clear your head about what a imature girl you're being!" Leif shouted back. "And that was a good arrow! You entirely shattered it! Your's was your own fault for losing, not mine."
Dia growled. "Elf, you are an insensitve, ungallant, and deficient creature, and if you DARE go after MY Clay I WILL personally kiss you myself." She realized what she said and paled. "Kill. I meant kill."
Leif blushed, but managed to retort, "Well, personally I think kissing would be a worse fate than killing."
"Leif!" Legolas snapped.
Leif ducked his head down in shame. "Sorry, uncle."
Gimli laughed. "Well if Dia wants the beast alive and you want it to stop destroying towns I suggest you two work together and relocate the creature where it has plenty of room to run around and destroy things."
"Grandpa Gimli!" she whined. "I am not working with that stupid elf! He'll kill Clay the minute I turn my back, and by the way, Leif," she turned to him. "I'd rather kill you than kiss oyu any day."
Leif nodded, "I would rather lick a orc boot than work with this spoiled brat! She'd just be in the way." Leif pointed at Dia, "And like she pointed out she is weaponless and therefore usless....more than usual that is."
Dia had had enough. She leaped on him, tackling him to the ground again and once again began pounding him in the face.
"Get off of me!" Leif kicked her off and got up before she could bust his lip too. "See what I mean? She is useless! All she'll do is slow me down!"
Legolas shot Gimili a knowing smile. "You will go with her, nephew. And together you will capture the boar."
"Grandpa! Please, show some common sensse on this!" Dia pleaded.
Leif glared at the girl. How could he possibly get out of this mess? He hoped Gimli would forbid it.
Gimli smirked. "Weeeelllllll......" he drew out the word. "GRANDPA!" Dia shrieked.
"I think it is a great idea!" Gimli laughed.
Leif's shoulders fell. Now there was no way out. He'd be stuck with the dwarf brat.
"Why do you say that Grandpa?" she asked suspiciously.
"Well?" Gimli asked Dia. "Why wouldn't it be? You want to make sure your pet is safe and he wants to get rid of if so you two need to work together."