******The Shire******
Orlo glanced up the sky- they had just passed Bywater. Perfect journeying weather- he hoped it wouldn't get too hot. Realising he was lagging behind the rest of the hobbits, he gave the reins of the pony a little shake to make him trot faster. He may have imagined it, but he thought Hardo gave him a disapproving look. He wasn't quite sure as to what to think of the elderly hobbit, but he thought it was best to keep out of his way to avoid reprimands.
Odo, on the other hand, was a slightly younger chap than himself, and he liked him. Brando seemed very mischievous, and Orlo made a mental note to keep an eye on him at all time.
He glanced up at the sky again, and his stomach rumbled loudly. He looked hopefully at the other hobbits, hoping that they would make some remark about lunch.
[ September 28, 2002: Message edited by: Ringwraith Number Two ]
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