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A/N: Final chapter peeps! Look, a completed story - yay me! Enjoy the snippet, full story here

Note: The photo of the bow and the kissing (i think) were both found on Google, which appears to come from a site called "we <3 it". The bow came from (I think) InkHeart17, and the kissing Cassidy: space_adventures. I hope I got the photo credit right.

When he’d first started, Fíli had been sprawled high up in the boughs; content to watch from the safety of his perch. He’d been busy with checking the sharpness of his sword – using a whetstone to fix any dull spots he found and it was by pure accident he found himself glancing up into the trees.

And he found Fíli several branches lower. He frowned and tilted his head, trying to work out if his brother had in fact moved or if he was imagining things.

Fíli was alert but still lying down, so he shrugged and wrote it off as a trick of his imagination.

But movement out of the corner of his eyes had him glancing up again, and this time he was certain he wasn’t seeing things.

The eyes trained on his general direction were intent, focused. Probably the first real attention the cat had given him since this whole debacle had started.

Lifting his hand he waved, and was nearly disheartened by the way the jaguar’s eyes had darted away from his, but then he realised what Fíli was looking at.

A sun spot.

And he’d knocked his sword when he went to wave.

A/N: Sorry about the hold up lovely peeps! The plan of a quick read through before posting had me humming and ha-ing over a big section of this chapter for a couple of days. I wasn't too pleased with it, and thought "eh, I'm sure it'll be fine", but then stopped myself because I knew that if I wasn't happy with it, then I couldn't expect anyone else to be either. So back to the cutting room we went, and ho boy did the first half get a make over. It grew by over 400 words! And this is a chapter I'm more than happy to publish :) So thanks for the patience, but I only wanted to give you guys the best!

Also, good news is I've finished writing the next chapter of Ultimate Sacrifice :D So that should be out soon. Woot!

Enjoy the snippet below, and you can read the full chapter here!

With the knowledge they were in the right area, they stalked silently towards outer fringes of the clearing; their predatory nature naturally melting them into the surrounding darkness so as to better assess the situation they faced.

A dozen fighters – bandits, by the looks of their clothing - all armed and spread amongst the clearing was all that stood between them and their goal. Their weapons were either in their laps or close by and they certainly weren’t being quiet; obviously believing they weren’t at risk of being followed, and the large campfire that crackled away in their midst showed they cared little if they were spotted.

If there’d been any doubt in their minds about whether they were in the right place or not, the fire easily proved they were - because there, unmoving and heavily bound in chains at the base of a tree, was Fíli.

Hello everyone!

My 3rd and final Spring Raffle Prize is finally complete and ready for publishing! Woohoo! It took forever (as evident by the fact we’ve well and truly changed seasons now) but I got it done!

This is a prize for the lovely @damnitfili, whose request was pretty simple: hurt Fili. My specialty :P

Enjoy the snippet, and you can read the full chapter here.

Summary:

Blessed by the Gods, the Line of Durin has the ability to Shift into predators strong enough to defend their people. Their homes.

When Fili was five years old, he said goodbye to his father and uncle who were leaving for a trade negotiation; only for them to never return. His father, slain by arrows while his changeling Uncle was supposedly murdered.

It turns out, the lost member of their family isn't as lost as they believed; but he's trapped - the pain too great for the animal to release the dwarf. Now, years later history seems to be repeating itself, and if they don't find a way to reverse what's been done, Kili stands to lose that which he holds most dear.

Kíli sprinted down the road, his heart thundering just as heavily as his feet.    

Missing. Fíli was missing.    

No, he corrected himself. Taken. Fíli had been taken.    

Two weeks ago Fíli had set out from the Blue Mountains with a small contingent of guards to travel to Rohan to negotiate a trade deal; all smiles and reassurances that it was a brief trip and so the small number of guards was more than adequate.    

A/N: Woohoo! New chapter folks! enjoy the tidbit, and full chapter is here

There was the scuff of a boot here, the request for something there. It almost sounded as though everyone was packing – that they were...

“Something’s tipped them off,” he murmured, surprised. “They know something’s happening at the mountain. They’re preparing to flee.”

“The scouts reported the dwarves went straight for Erebor,” Tauriel replied quietly. “They can’t know.”

“The Master said to ensure everyone obeys their curfew. No one is allowed to wander around tonight.”

Legolas turned towards the voice that drifted towards him on the air, noting absently that while Tauriel had also heard it, Fíli’s attention was elsewhere.

“Since when has Lake Town had a curfew?”

He looked at Tauriel, his brows as low as hers in confusion. “Since never.”

A/N: Hi all, again! Second chapter for this fic is up - I hope you enjoy it! As always, snippet below with the full chapter here.

Despite sharing a body and mind with them, the animals of the line of Durin were still wild. Still feral.

Allow your anger to take control, and your creature would come forward to fight the perceived threat. Suffer indescribable pain, too much for one body to handle and the strongest, most primeval parts of the animal would come forward – making it virtually impossible to communicate with the animal; regardless of whether you were in dwarf or shifted form when you tried.

Short and sweet update for you all! Enjoy the artwork, and the story!

The full chapter is here :)

Bofur and Dís took one look at each other and hurried to the horses; murmuring reassurances and soft words so that they didn’t suddenly take off if what they suspected was about to happen, suddenly did. Dwalin remained in the driver’s seat, his hands unwavering as he held the reins with his sword across his lap; ready to sever the connection between beast and cart if necessary while Nori was up and on the lead horse’s back in the blink of an eye.  

If the animals startled so severely that Dwalin had to cut them loose, Nori would stay with them and bring them back when they’d calmed.  

For their part, Thorin and Kíli made their way to the back of the wagon - hands skimming the hilt of their swords and eyes trained on the canvas; both picturing what might be happening underneath.  

Everything fell silent, even the birds seemed to be holding their breath, before one deep, rumbling and guttural snarl cut through the air. Kíli was intimately aware of every sound his brother and the jaguar made; having wrung them all from either form at some stage in their lives.