Characters: Gimli and Legolas
Disclaimer: So not mine!
He took his stance, fists held high. With a savage growl Gimli shifted, weaving arms carving the air - his fists as fast as lightning. Pausing before giving a high-pitched snarl, he punched the air, moving with expert timing.
The hobbits watched with bated breath; even knowing they were only sparring... it was still a little bit frightening.
Gimli beckoned the elf with one hand.
Legolas’ fist flashed out, striking Gimli square on the nose. The dwarf fell backwards.
“I’m so sorry - I though you were ready.”
“Ah!” Grumbled the dwarf, “...well I never said I was an expert.”