Legolas moved silently through the dense, shadowy forest of Mirkwood, his keen elven senses alert. His bow was drawn, an arrow nocked, as he stalked about. As he drew on, an abrupt movement caught his attention. He froze, his gaze fixing on an ambiguous stranger. Legolas's piercing eyes narrowed, and he swiftly notched another arrow, his voice cutting through the eerie silence. "Who goes there?" he called, his tone a clear warning. "Show yourself, or face the consequences."