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Earendil nodded. "It makes me a bit nervous," he had to admit. "Come on, Elberon, you'll have to show us where they were."

He nudged Miyuki towards the dining room. She could eat, he wouldn't bring her out for such an event. He had no idea if there would be any danger, but he wasn't going to take any chances.

Earendil flashed Lin a grateful smile, then started after Miyuki. "We need to get Elrohir," he murmured.

Elrohir had already sat down to eat, but when he saw the group come into the room he put his fork down, noticing immediately the looks on their faces.

"What's wrong?" he asked anxiously.

"No one ever died from being overcautious," Elrohir said, rising immediately from his seat. "Show me the way."

He led them to the hallway and plucked his sword from where it was hanging on the wall, and waited for Elberon to lead them outside.

Elberon quickly took the lead, ushering the three of them out into the night. It had begun to snow softly, just as Earendil had suspected it would, but that didn't slow them: the three elves made their way swiftly into the night, Earendil reaching for Lin's hand to make sure she didn't get left behind.

Elberon led them quickly into the forest, and sure enough there were some tracks.

"Let's go," Elrohir said briskly, already starting off after them. "They can't have gone far."

Earendil kept running next to Lin. "If something happens, promise me you'll stay back," he murmured to her as they ran. He was pretty sure she didn't have any weapons on her, they hadn't needed any here in decades.

Earendil squeezed her hand tightly as they continued to run through the trees.

Just up ahead of them, two tall golden haired figures had hidden themselves behind trees. One of them, hair long and braided, was holding an infant; the other, hair short, was holding a bow, ready to defend their small group.

"Up there!" Elberon pointed to Elrohir where the tree shadows were thicker than they should have been.

The group slowed down, more cautious now that it seemed the trespassers weren't going anywhere.

"Show yourselves!" Elrohir called out, holding his sword defensively.

The one with the short hair stepped out, bow raised and aimed at Elrohir. It was an elf, a bit taller than Elrohir, a scar down one cheek. He seemed angry, for some reason, instead of afraid or trapped.

Something, Earendil mused, was off.

The second figure was keeping hidden, and when the man who had showed himself saw that Lin was trying to see his partner his eyes narrowed even further. "Who are you?" he demanded harshly in Common Elvish. "What are you doing here? What have you done?"

Elrohir blinked in surprise, and he lowered his sword ever so slightly. "I - we? What? You're the one who's sneaking around our home! Who are YOU?"