[Hunting, she understands. Before she was banished by her king and sent wandering all of Middle Earth alone in her grief, Tauriel had been an accomplished hunter, and would often accompany the elves whose sole occupation it was so fetch food for their king's table on the hunt.
She nods, idly wishing for her bow and arrows again. They are like a missing limb long healed; it does not cause her pain that they are gone, but she can almost feel them there still.]
I am sorry to hear that. It seems we are all plucked from our lives with no warning, then.
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She nods, idly wishing for her bow and arrows again. They are like a missing limb long healed; it does not cause her pain that they are gone, but she can almost feel them there still.]
I am sorry to hear that. It seems we are all plucked from our lives with no warning, then.