Genres: Friendship, General

Rating: G

Summary: The Lord of Dogs found his match in the Heiress of Doriath… Who would win the contest?

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“Why did you obey him?” Luthien raged. “You know how blockheaded he can be!” She glared at Huan. “Do not look at me like that. You are not gaining my compassion by looking piteous.”

Huan whined and licked her hand. She shoved his muzzle away. “Stop that!” But she was trying to stifle a smile at the same time. “Fine. You let him go while I told you otherwise. So now you ought to bear me to him. You would not disobey him too, then.”

Huan huffed and grinned. Luthien gave him a last glare, packed, then mounted his back.

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Notes: The “he” Luthien talked about was of course Beren. This was when Beren had left them in Doriath to go to Angband alone. This piece is an homage to Philosopher at Large’s marvelous screenplay-script rendering of the Lay of Leithian.