The Other Uncle

                        A loud groan escaped the youngest nephew’s lips as he felt a blade pass over his leg, enough to cut him, but he could still stand. There were too many of them, Fíli and him had their backs pressed together now, desperately trying to keep the growing amount of orcs away. He felt as if death was upon him and he groaned as an axe hit his chestplate. They needed help. "There are too many of them, we can’t keep holding them off," he groaned, swinging his sword around without thinking now, just wanting to hit anything. The only thing that kept him going was adrenaline. He could not think clearly about what movement to make — he just hoped that he was keeping them off at this point. 

---------- The lion stood in front of the two young dwarfs as he kept on fighting as well. When had heard the groan from Kili, growled taking a hidden dagger of his person and throw it into the orcs head with easy. Kili was right there were far too many for them to handle even if he was with them, they needed to find Thorin and fast. As he fought he shouted at the two boys, "We must regroup, we need to find Thorin." even if Eon wasn't fond of Thorin at the moment the dwarf was still his kin and would protect him just as he would the boys. Once the chance for them to escape came the lion shouted out "GO!" in their native tongue as he held back some of the orcs with a great push. 

                       Kíli was standing by his brother. Just a few moments before they had been joined by Thorin and Dwalin, but they were nowhere in sight. "Keep— holding on, brother," he told him. They had been standing fast for a while but now exhaustion was getting the better of them. A great yell caused him to look around, see where the sound was coming from. He heard the familiar voice, but he did not believe it was right, until he heard him calling out their names. “EON!”

-------------- The lion turned at the familiar young voice of his youngest nephew, he growled as an orc advanced on him. He swung his weapon once more hitting the beast in the in the gut causing it to double over so he could take off it's head with one stroke. After the orc was dealt with Eon ran toward the area where he had heard Kili's voice as he called out again. "Kili!" as the battle raged on around him he spotted his nephews between the gaps of moving bodies as he barreled toward them with another mighty roar. He ran toward the young dwarves checking them over once to see if there were any visible wounds on them. A small sigh of relief escaped his dry and chapped lips, he had found them at last. He had no idea where Thorin had gone to but Eon would not leave those boys, not again. "Kili, Fili. Are you lads alright?" he asked as more orcs charged at them from all sides.

Mahal must be laughing at him.

-------- "Ah but you are better with the bow then he is. Fili was never one for the weapon, it would seem you too the role as a ranger, a scout of sorts. I can tell by the look of your clothes and the way you move." Eon responded firmly to the lad as he gave him a hard stare, "Never let anyone, even yourself, think that Fili is any better then you, lad. You are just as important as him." the older dwarf fell silent as he watched the look on Kili's face, the lad was still very young. He was so full of life and potential to be great, just like Fili did. 

"….They’re going to be so disappointed in me. My first hunt, and I failed it." They were probably going to be glad that nothing worse happened, but he knew Fili would tease him a lot because of this.

               Eon sighed at his nephew's words, "That is the same thing your father said when your gamul khagun would tell him that." the golden dwarf said his face falling at how much Kili was like his father. What a double-edged sword Mahal had given him. But it was the price he had to pay for failing his promise to keep his brother alive. But by Durin's beard, he would not let the same fate befall his nephew, either of them, no matter how much Fili did not care for him. "I am sure your mother and Thorin will be more pleased that you are safe. Learn from your mistakes, Kili, do not let failure cloud your mind from what you are destined to be." Eon said as he turned to give a firm look toward his youngest nephew.

"What about you? What have you been doing?"

Eon sighed softly at Kili's question, "I've have just been living I suppose." the older dwarf answered not meeting Kili's eyes. Eon felt a pull at his heart when the lad had mentioned his mother, Dis, a woman very dear to Eon's heart in more ways then one would think. "You're mother has every right to be worried about. You are young and reckless, just like your father was at your age." he replied letting a soft smile come over his lips at the memory of his brother and him being that age. "I know Thorin is training you boys well. He is very experienced in the ways of battle." he commented, "I remember when Thorin and I would spare to keep up of skills. Mind you, my skills laid with the hammer but I am no stranger to the sword."  

"Thank you." Kili smiled touching his bandaged shoulder gently before pulling his tunic on carefully. "I suppose we’re going the same way now then."

"Aye." the older dwarf replied with a soft smile as he helped Kili with his Tunic to make sure he didn't bump his shoulder. "And with that shoulder of yours you will be needed help." Eon commented as he stood up bringing Kili with him, helping the lad adjust the pack and quiver onto his back. In no time they were off toward the Blue Mountains, a place Eon had not seen in a very long time. "Tell me, lad. How fairs things in the Blue Mountains?" he asked curious as to what had been going on since he was gone for so many years. By the looks of Kili, he was a strong and very capable lad with a keen eye, no doubt Fili was a strong fighter as well. 

Eon gave Kili a soft chuckle, "at least you didn't move as much this time, my lad." he replied as he started to clean the stitched up wound so he could wrap it. Once he had Kili's tunic off and the wound was clean he wrapped it gentle just like he had KIli's arm. It was then he started to hum a familiar yet comforting tune, it was a tune Eon and his younger brother would sing to get their minds off things. For Kili, he sang it to make him lose focus on the pain. He had sang it to Fili as well but the last time he saw the lad was when he had returned from Moria alive and his father dead. As a child Fili blamed Eon for breaking his promise to being their father back. "There, good as new." Eon said once he had finished wrapping the wound on Kili's shoulder.