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“Bifurrrr” giggled Lunara as she tried to pull the blanket over her head as Bifur wrapped his arms around her waist causing her to giggle some more while Bifur chuckled.
“Come on you got to go to work Bifur you don’t want to lose it” Lunara said with a soft tone wishing he didn’t have to go but knowing he had to if they wanted to be kept fed. He groaned as if he was physically pained and ran a hand through her soft blond hair.
Bifur smiled and laughed when she shoved him away playfully her bright smile reaching her beautiful green eyes she also had a lovely beard growing.
Bifur stood up out of bed and got dressed for work in the mines. He worked in the lower part of the mines do to his small size since he and the other dwarves that worked there where small enough to fit since the men folk were to tall.
While Bifur did make toys it was a side job he did since he didn’t get paid as regularly as he would in the mines and he needed to get enough money to feed two sometimes four if his cousin’s visited.
“Fine Fine I’m going” Bifur chuckled as he kissed Lunara again while she too got out of bed and lightly knocked heads with Bifur as he got on his boots and started for the mines “I’ll be back tonight love” he said as he ran a hand through his black hair his brown eyes full of mischief as he looked at Lunara who gave a laugh and rolled her eyes “I’ll be waiting” she said with another touch of their foreheads.
“Oi Hello Bif” said Bofur Bifur’s younger cousin as he met up with him at the mines entrance his mattock hanging on his shoulder’s as he handed Bifur his pick axe leaning against the entrance wall “Thank ya Bofur” he told him as he took it from his younger kin who he looked after much of the time since the death of Bombur and Bofur’s Mother and their father was away alot working to take care of them.
He got to work and focused on his work so he can make his hour trek back to the village he and his wife lived at hand signaling to Bofur whenever they needed to speak since it was to hard to hear down in the mines due to the loud noises all around.
After hours and hours of being in the mines they finally made there way back up to the surface “ere Bif it’ll take the dust out of your lungs” he told his cousin as he handed him a water skin who happily took it and took a huge swig and swallowed and sighed in relief as the water seemed to clear his throat.
It was mighty dark by now so Bifur put his pick axe away and Bofur who always seemed to smile no matter what was wrong in his life turned to Bifur with the same smile he always had and bid him goodbye and but his Mattock on his shoulder and walked off with a wave seeming slightly exhausted.
Bifur waved back and went in the opposite direction of Bofur and made the walk back to his home he wasn’t but ten minutes left until his house when he saw the destruction the village was in.
Blood was everywhere, and houses destroyed and claw marks everywhere Bifur for a second there could only stare in shock at the bodies all mangled and had chew marks on him he knew this could be the work of only one creature Orcs.
Bifur’s blood ran cold as he ran his way back to his home hoping with all hope that he wouldn’t see his house or wife in the same state but as he got closer to his house his heart started to drop as he saw the destruction to his home and he found speed he didn’t know dwarves could possess and ran into his house the door gone from its hinges.
He ran through the kitchen to find nothing but destruction and continued into the hallway to his and Lunara’s room and his stomach lurched when he saw the blood on the walls smeared there as it leads down the hall.
He gets down to where the hall ends and Bifur collapses to see his dear wife with bite marks on her and blood from wounds she held the propeller he had made for something he was creating in her hands that had gone limp from deaths cold grip.
Bifur bit his lip painfully as he held her and found tears that came down quickly as more cries of anguish came from down the village as other miners came to find exactly what Bifur found.
As soon as he finished burying his beloved wife with the help of other men folk who lost there wives and children who he also helped he managed on shaky legs back to his house which no longer felt like home to him he went into his room and locked the door and laid in the dark unsure what to do now that he lost part of his world.