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His ears flicked towards his mate as she spoke. She was making a good point, but they had to train their sons to be strong. It was Sinbad he was worried about. His amber orbs flicked to the side as he swiveled his head, watching his mate speak. The scarred brute had gotten used to her face a long time ago, it made her more beautiful than she was without it. "The ones I was hoping for are far outside of Blossom, the place of my origin. Alas, we cannot travel that far to get them at this point. I do know of a few inside the forest, if we can manage to turn them. But I think that the reward of bloodshed is too tempting for these wolves. Smaug sat down on his hackles, but his fur was still bristling at the thought of Thorin. I was hoping them to be both; when we are gone we'll need them to watch the disgrace. He paused for a moment, letting the sounds of the small waves lapping on the shore take over their auds.
For their whole life, we've trained our sons to never back down, the be strong, to kill. Shelob, I know we will win this fight. We kill the disgrace and Thorin, and the rest of them. Then we can go back to Thorin's pack and rule them. Come, let us feast on the fish from the lake. He turned and started making his way down the overlook, muscles twitching. If Thranduil decides to come out now, with that little grudge of his... we will never beat Thorin!