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It was on an overlook of the lake where the menace stood, the one that would start everything. The twilight was dark and ominous, one of the brute's favorite settings. A mist had settled over the lake. Dark amber orbs scanned the area. He had patches of fur missing in many places where scars were visible. The most prominent was one going diagonal across his face. He hadn't got that one easily. Shelob. We need to find warriors. Ones that can help us. If Thorin's group attacked us we could manage, but one of us may be killed. Siminine and Sinbad may not be able to hold them all off on their own. He said, his voice deep and throaty. We should have taken her back to our lands when we got the chance. Now we must hold our grounds at the mountain. He flicked his ear towards the tall, lone mountain in the distance. His tongue roved over his blood-stained ivories. I am Smaug. I can never be defeated. He thought to himself.

He would never say out loud that he loved Shelob, but... he did. To be parted from his battle partner would be like his life was ripped out of him. We've fought many battles together, Shelob, but as we grow stronger so does Thorin and his group. We know they're out there but where? They're going to discover the forest quickly if they haven't already. Smaug had many thoughts running through his head. If they had warriors, they could thin out Thorin's group until they'd be manageable. They'd start with the annoying brats Fili and Kili, the annoying heirs of Thorin's pack. We WILL win. I'm Smaug. I'm unbeatable, invincible, and you have Shelob by your side. Thorin's pack WILL be yours.

•sorry for the short crappy post. And i repeated a lot.•