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[kilimanjaro]

((ooc: Kili, Fili, and then Dis as far as posting order~?))


[It's just supposed to be a normal hunting trip. The lads go out into the woods often to score as much extra meat as they can carry. Rabbits, deer, anything that they can bring back with them. Most often, they keep it for themselves, but the furs are good for trading and there are people that need the food more than them. Trading food for small chores was something they did oftentimes.

Today, Fili and Kili have split up to check the traps that they've laid out. Kili's just resetting one of the traps when he spots a flicker of movement. Large, maybe a stag? Bear? He can't quite see it.

Silently, he draws his bow and nocks an arrow, letting it fly with practiced ease. The responding cry, however, is certainly not that of an animal, and Kili realizes his mistake right away. Muttering a few choice swears, he gathers his things up and darts through the trees.]

Fili! Shit, I'm sorry!

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[kilimanjaro]

Am I?

[Despite his brother's words, Kili's still feeling a large measure of guilt. They're lucky, really, that Fili's alright, that the arrow went straight through and that he missed any major arteries.

Fili pulls him into a hug and Kili clings to his brother. He's shaking slightly, still not quite recovered from the terror of the day.] I-I'm so sorry, Fili.

[walkingarsenal]

[Fili lets Kili cling, giving him a squeeze, one hand steady on the back of Kili's head. That shaking is noticeable enough. If he can help it, they don't have to move until it stills.]

I'm going to start keeping count soon. [But he knows. And he knows that it could have turned out badly. They're lucky.]

I could have called out so you'd know it was me, Kili. [He gives Kili's shoulders another squeeze.] Now we'll know.

[kilimanjaro]

[Kili's breathing is shaky too, hoarse and a little frightened, but having Fili close is helping. He'll be okay. He's alright now.

He finally pulls back and manages a weak smile.]

Sorry, that...For a little while there, I was afraid I was going to lose you.

[walkingarsenal]

[He thinks about pulling Kili onto the bed to hold him until the panicking lets up, unsure whether those uneven breaths signal more on its way, but Kili moves. Both of Fili's hands don't fall away from his brother yet. He keeps them on Kili's forearms, a reminder that he's not going anywhere, and offers him the most reassuring smile he can manage.]

But you haven't. [There's an undertone of 'let's focus on that' in place of a promise that they'll never lose each other, but he won't tell Kili to put the day from his mind. Right now, both seem too dismissive of what Kili must have felt throughout it. It would take for granted what their mother had to do.

Were it Kili who was wounded by Fili's hand instead--

Fili doesn't give that thought a chance to finish. Not so surreptitiously, he shifts to make some room, should Kili happen to want somewhere to sit.]

I'll just milk this and ask you to wait on me. [If not in earnest.]