Fili had been noticing her discomfort for quite some time now. The sole human and female of their group had been walking a bit funny in her right leg for the past hour, but continued on like it was nothing and ignored it.
(Y/n) had been a rather unexpected addition to their group. She’d been traveling through the same forest as them when he’d heard the dwarves being captured by the trolls. Worried for them, she’d hidden amongst the shadows, watching them as they were prepared to be eaten. Armed with only a slingshot, she threw rocks at the trolls, safely hidden in the trees, distracting them and trying to save the dwarves.
She’d been captured, too, unfortunately, by Bert, who’d been delighted to add a human to their meal. There was no defeat to be found in her, though; Fili had watched as she kicked, bit, and hit at the troll’s grip, despite the hold being tight on him. He respected that, even if it turned out for naught. He appreciated people that w