I always love well writen stories like this. We read about what these characters do when they are grown, but it deepens them - to me - to have a glimpse into their childhoods. They weren't always warriors, after all. I so enjoyed this. Thanks! :)
Oh and I spent some time, while writing a [bad] bit of writing about Legolas wondering what the heck the Elves did with the carcases of any spiders they killed. They seem to big to just be left to rot, although nature would take care of it eventually, of course. I stared into space for about half an hour considering ( I get easily sidetracked by questions like '' Does Imladirs have plumbing? '' and '' If Elves can sleep, ' walking open eyed ' don't they run into things? '' ) So I liked the idea of dead spiders being disposed of like that. d;-)
Author's Response: You know, you're right. The spiders wouldn't eat the corpses, and it doesn't seem like Mirkwood has lots of other large predator/ scavengers . . . I think the material culture questions are the most interesting. My guess is that Rivendell has gravity-powered plumbing, sited as it is, and an elegant grey water drainage system.