[IC] Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

[WolfLover]

As Kili remained on Saeril's shoulders. He gave out battle yells and cries...as his sword slashed through the enemy of the Orcs. Stabbing, slashing..cutting of a few heads and throats of the Orcs. Ducking in another direction, if an orc tried to lash out at him...but with Saeril flying...a few of the Orcs ended up hitting each other as they ducked out of the way quicker.

Thorin fought through the army...spinning out of the way of oncoming attacks. "Dain!" he called out, seeing his cousin. He hugged his cousin gladly, when the pair of Dwarves were close to each other. "I do." he smirked glancing towards Azog. "We take out their leader!" As Thorin jumped on one of the beasts, that Dain's warriors rode in. He began to make his way towards Ravenhill; calling for Fili, Saeril, Kili and Dwalin. They were his best warriors...and they, Sons of Durin and their Guardian would kill Azog as a team.

Bilbo caught sight of something moving towards Ravenhill. "Thorin." he muttered. Gandalf whom was near by, watched the scene "And Kili, Fili, Saeril and Dwalin. He's taking his best warriors." The Wizard breathed out.
"To do what?" Bilbo asked glancing at the Wizard. "To cut the head of the snake." Came Gandalf's reply..before everyone heard the sound of oncoming horses.

Tauriel had arrived with Legolas and Yavanna on their horses. But they were slashing their way through a few Orcs that were blocking their way. As she rode her horse...she pulled out one of her daggers...slashing at the beasts.

Yavanna kept her one arm round Legolas' waist...as she pulled out her Dagger. And slashed at one of the Orcs. But to her and everyone else surprise. A telekinetic force knocked back the entire load of orcs that had been blocking their way...backwards. The orcs landed in a heap...few stabbing each other; with their own weapons. As they landed in awkward positions; impaling their own kind as if by force. The others scrambled up and run off else where.
Tauriel was just as surprised by Yavanna's new sudden spring of power. But it came in handy.

[AngelBites15]

By Thorin's call, Saeril acknowledged the king; by giving an Orc a kick, and a slash to the throat, she willingly followed, with Kili still perched upon her being. Swaying airborne, she dodged a few spears that were being aimed at her and the dwarf, before managing to catch up. Fili, who already caught a ride upon one of the beasts, looked up and took notice of Saeril's flying form above them as they all headed towards Ravenhill.

With the Orcs having to appear up ahead, Saeril made a kick, before allowing Kili to finish him off, having to launch him off her being, towards it. Dwalin and Fili abandoned their beasts, and made their own kills as well, before they find the place to be almost completely deserted.

Legolas managed to slash one of the Orcs with his sword, before having to notice a mysterious force launching away a group that came towards him and the Princess upon their horse. 'Is there anything else I have yet to witness from her?', the prince wondered almost amusingly, before having to spot Gandalf up ahead. "Gandalf!", he shouted before descending himself from the horse, quickly helping Yavanna down. "There is a second army. Bolg leads a force of Gundabad Orcs. They are almost upon us", he informed. "Gundabad?", that was when the wizard realized. "This was their plan all along. Azog engages our forces, then Bolg sweeps in from the north."
"The north? Where is the north exactly?", the Hobbit piped in. "Ravenhill", the wizard grimly answered.
"Ravenhill? Thorin is up there. Fili, Kili, and Saeril! They’re all up there!"

[WolfLover]

As Thorin's little group rode towards Ravenhill...they slashed many orcs once they got there. Thorin jumped off of his beast...attacking the orcs, with the help of everyone there. But once the Orcs were dead...it was dead silent. Thorin looked around. "Azog...where is he? Where did he go?!" Thorin asked; dumbfounded and almost angry...that the Orc seemed to have run away. "Fili, Kili, Saeril...scout the lower and upper levels...if you see anything...report back." he told the trio.

As Kili leapt off of Saeril...his sword stuck in the one Orc...both of them landed on the floor. But Kili unharmed...pulling out his sword..he glanced around. No sign of Azog anywhere, he couldn't have left? Could he? "It's Empty...I think Azog has fled." Kili breathed out.
"I don't think so." Thorin said shaking his head "Keep low and out of sight...do not engage." he added to his instructions. But a few odd sounds were heard...Goblins were arriving at Ravenhill. Hundreds of them, by the looks of it. Thorin kept his stance near Dwalin...as the pair began to fight of the Goblins.

Yavanna got off the horse with Legolas' help...putting her dagger back into it's sheath. Hearing whom was at Ravenhill, she stiffened besides the Prince in worry. Tauriel saw the worry across Yavanna's face, when she heard whom was at Ravenhill.

Meanwhile,
King Thranduil walked among the streets of Dale. Seeing the dead bodies of his elvish warriors. "Recall your company." The King instructed one of his surviving men...and an elvish horn sounded. When he heard Gandalf, he rolled his eyes. The Wizard was trying to send his forces to Ravenhill. "By all means, warm then. Enough Elvish blood has spilled for this acousted Dwarf business!" The King spoke walking off.
Hearing that Bilbo spoke up. "I'll go." he said, looking at the Grey Wizard. As Thranduil walked away, he slashed an orc that jumped at the side from him...but found his way being blocked by Tauriel and Yavanna; whom over-heard Thranduil's plans to abandon the fight.
"You will not turn away...Not this time!" Tauriel spoke.
"Get out of my way!" Thranduil spoke, with a slight glare in his eyes. His glare was more aimed at Tauriel than anyone else.
"The Dwarves will be slaughtered." Both of the she-elves spoke together.
"Yes, they will die. Today...tomorrow...one year hence...a hundred years from now. They are mortal. What does it matter?" Thranduil spoke. Those words seemed to anger Tauriel, whom held similar beliefs to Yavanna. The red-haired elf drew her arrow, aiming it at the Elvenking. "How can you be so heartless?" Tauriel asked Thranduil. But Thranduil swung his sword...breaking Tauriel's bow in hand...the arrow falling onto the floor with it's bow.
Yavanna looked a shocked seeing the King disarm Tauriel like that...the tip of his sword...cut a little bit of her hair...since she had stood so close to Tauriel. But the King meant no harm to the young Princess.
"You really believe, our lives are more important than theirs? Just because we are Immortal?" Yavanna asked, looking at the Elvenking. "Their lives matter...they might be Mortal. But it matters! They matter! They are part of this world...just like us!"
Yavanna's words, made the Elvenking Stop. She sounded like his wife...it was, what she would have no doubt, said to him. If she were still alive. Neither Tauriel, nor Yavanna could make out Expression on his face. But he looked somewhat angry...towards Tauriel...towards Yavanna...his expression, was more shocked...pained...speechless.

[AngelBites15]

Fili was hesitant to leave his uncle and Dwalin, but with the incoming Goblins, he was forced to, along with Saeril and Kili following him. The whole time they have been silently advancing upon the towers, made Saeril feel something that was a bit off, making the whole scenario suspicious. Azog wouldn't cower away nor would he give away. They've made it to one of the towers, but then Fili stops them midway. "Stay here, search the lower levels", he said, before looking back ahead. "I’ve got this".

Saeril was hesitant to leave the blonde like this, while the area gave off a very fishy presence, but for Kili to reluctantly run off, she did the same, only to fly upwards to take the upper level. She didn't want to be separated like this, but at the same time, she kept an eye on both of them from above.

Back in Dale, Legolas was just finishing his conversation with Gandalf, until he found both of the she-Elves missing. Where could they have gone? He let his ears lead him to a conversation, having to hear the voices of his companions around the corner. Taking his sword, he striked down upon his fathers. "Father, if you harm either of them, you will have to kill me as well", he warned, before turning to the two females. "I'll go with you".

[WolfLover]

Alfrid whom was disguised as a woman, had found some money in the great-hall and was trying to escape with it. When he saw a large creature crawling over the wall...he screamed like a girl...falling down...the gold falling from his clothing.

Bilbo, whom had somewhat talked to Gandalf about going to Ravenhill. Was invisible and almost there. He suddenly appeared behind Thorin; breathless. "Thorin..You have to leave...all of you. Azog has another army attacking from the North...you'll be completely surrounded...there'll be no way out." he gasped out.
Listening to Bilbo, Thorin looked shocked before he realized something "No...he wants to draw us in. This is a trap!" he looked at Dwalin "Find Fili and Kili, call them back." he said. Thorin could see Saeril flying above.

As they went their separate ways, Kili run off in another direction. As Fili searched on his own, footsteps were heard from different directions, cutting the elder Dwarf off. Kili found himself, standing near the edge of an entrance...on the lower level...carefully peaking his head out and around corners.

Yavanna closed her eyes in relief, when Legolas seemed to intercept his father's sword...which was still pointed towards them...mainly Tauriel it seemed. Thranduil looked at his son, his sword being sheated back into it's place.
"Let's go." Tauriel said softly; glad that Legolas came in time. The trio began to make their way towards Ravenhill.

[AngelBites15]

Bard suddenly appeared, having to kill the war beast that was about to kill off Alfrid. "Get up", he told the cowardly man.
"Get away from me. I don’t take orders from you. People trusted you, they listened to you. The Master’s mantle was there for the taking and you threw it all away. For what?", with that, Bard looked towards his children who were not too far behind. He would rather look out for his family more than lead a society. This made Alfrid scoff, and begin to walk away. "Alfrid, your slip is showing", the bargeman noted, just before the short man managed to disappear completely.

Back in Ravenhill, Dwalin was impatient for the Orc to make his appearance. "Where is that Orc filth?", but then Bilbo appeared, having to warn of another assault that was underway. However, Dwalin seemed to want to continue pushing on. "We are so close, Thorin. That Orc scum is still in there", he said, still demanding.

Just before they could decide, a noise came from the towers, which made Saeril stop circling the structure. Through the mist, she saw Azog...along with Fili, in tow. This made her stop completely, as her heart dropped at what she envisioned what was going to happen. "This one dies first. Then the brother. Then you, Oakenshield. You will die last", the Orc declared as Fili struggled in his grasp while being held at knifepoint. "Go", the blonde told them, before having to look up towards the she-elf. "Take him! Get Kili! Run!", he told her, practically telling her to look out for Kili until he took his final breath...when Azog fatally impales him.

The scene made Saeril's heart almost stop, and something within her broke when she heard his final words. "Here ends your filthy bloodline!", Azog proclaimed, before letting Fili’s lifeless body fall over the edge, down to the lower level where Kili was, having to land in front of him. The winged she-elf watched in horror, before looking back up at the leading Orc. A fire began to boil within her; the same one that made itself known when she advanced upon Bolg back in Mirkwood. Inhaling so much air, that same rage made itself known, as soon as she made an ear-wreacking scream that was so loud, Dwalin and the rest of the company covered their ears, including Azog (as much as he could anyway). It was so loud, some rocks fell from some parts of the structure, as well as some icicles losing their grip in certain spots. There was emotion behind the sound: Anguish. While producing one of the worst of sounds, Saeril had lost sight of Kili, so she immediately started by flying into the structure, having to kick an Orc, before impaling another in her path.

Just as Legolas started following the two she-elves, Saeril's screech had managed to travel through the kingdom of Dale.

[WolfLover]

Thorin saw a light coming from one of the towers...and his eyes then widened as he saw his eldest Nephew being dragged to the edge by Azog. "No...let him go." he said shaking his head. Watching the scene, his breath caught in his throat in horror...as he gasped seeing his eldest nephew being killed in front of them all. His jaw clenched...Azog then seemed to dissapear...along with Bolg and a few others. But Thorin would kill him...he would.

Bilbo flinched as he saw Fili falling down dead...he glanced away. Holding back tears...but was shocked to see one of his friends dead.

As Kili saw his brother's body fall down...in front of him. Kili swallowed...tears welling up in his eyes as he gasped. His big brother...his best-friend...the one that guided him, protected him, taught him things. Was dead. Gone. Searil's shriek made him cover his ears...flinching at the sound. It sounded like a Banshee wail, but worse. He then clenched his jaw and run out of his hiding place and up some stairs. Wanting to avenge his brother's death. And he would kill..he swore to himself, he would.

The shriek made Tauriel and Yavanna flinch. Both looked towards Ravenhill. And in that instant, Yavanna run faster; someone was in danger..or hurt. Tauriel sped up, running after Yavanna whom was at the front...running faster than Tauriel ever seen her run before.

[AngelBites15]

Bolg and the rest of the Orcs, as well as the bats from Gundabad, happened to arrive upon Ravenhill, as they start to attack Bilbo, Thorin, and the company. "Slay them all!", he announced to the fiendish creatures. At the same time, the three elves arrived. Legolas, having to spot one of the bats fly above them, he jumped upon it, letting it fly over to one of the top towers.

Saeril was on the upper level, killing anything that got in her way; searching for Kili, as fast as she could, her excellent eyesight managed to catch the two female elves in the distance. "Find him!", she shouted out to them, desperately, before blocking an attack from one of the Orcs. "Find Kili!", then she slashed at it's the throat. "Hurry!", she said once more before disappearing back into the tower, continuing her search.

[WolfLover]

As the Orcs arrived...everyone was trying to defend themselves. Young Bilbo got knocked out by one of the Orcs. The enemy left him like that; he was not their target. Thorin, Kili and Yavanna being their main targets. As Thorin fought with the enemy...he ended up on a very icy and fragile ground...it was very slippery and load of orcs and s few Goblins were making their way towards him.

Yavanna looked tense as Legolas caught onto one of the war bats watching him fly off to one of the towers. Hearing Saeril with Tauriel. The pair yelled back. "We'll find him." before Yavanna added "I promise!" The two young she-elves began to make their way towards the towers. A few Orcs attacked the pair of them...As Tauriel drew out her dagger...she slashed at two of their throats. With a kick..Yavanna sent one of the tumbling down from the bridge. When she was about to punch another one...that same mysterious telekinetic force blew the other 5 sideways; falling of the edge...a few went backwards. The wind knocked out of them.

I really need to learn, how to control that. Yavanna told herself. As they run...she called out "Kili!"

"Kili!" Tauriel also called out...as the pair of them searched for the young Dwarf.

[AngelBites15]

"Go in for the kill! Finish them!", Azog told the pack as Orcs and Goblins begin to advance him on the thin ice. With its surface so slippery, Thorin can barely move out of the way of them. However, before they even could, an arrow hit one, and then another. If Thorin were to look up, Legolas would be standing on top of one of the towers, having to shoot these targets with his arrows, having to prevent every Goblin and Orc from reaching the Dwarf King. Once again, it's to kill the enemy, not to save the dwarf's life; not that he would admit it, yet.

Saeril continued searching for Kili; as fast as she can, to teach him in time before the enemy does. If he was to truly die, next after Fili, she will never forgive herself in not being able to protect the Durin bloodline. This was her only chance; find him, and protect him was Fili's last wish. And she took it, understanding his word, and swearing upon it. She'll die, if it means to protect the youngest heir. "Kili!", her voice echoed.

[WolfLover]

Thorin saw arrows flying past him, hitting each of the Orcs and Goblins that went to attack him. As he looked back slightly; he saw the Elf Prince; Legolas on one of the towers. He had no idea, why but he felt strangely grateful for his help. As only one Goblin-Orc mutant creature was left. Thorin swung his sword...trying to kill the creature himself. But he slipped on the thin ice...his own sword falling down before he could grab it. And the creature began to advance towards him...about to strike him down with it's axe.

As the two elves searched for Kili. Kili could hear two voices. Yavanna and Tauriel. As he was in another tower. "Yavanna..." he called out. "Tauriel.."
"Kili!" Yavanna yelled out in relief...listening for where his voice echoed from. The two she-elves run into the tower, where the voice came from. Once inside...there was a group of Orcs. Tauriel had both her daggers at the ready...with a graceful spin. She slashed two of the Orcs.
Yavanna on the other hand, was shining brightly. The light seemed to blind and disoriented Orcs for a few short moments. As she slashed at their throats;along with Tauriel's help..the small group of Orcs, were dead in the hall of the tower.

As they found themselves outside on one of the higher levels...Yavanna looked around for Kili. She could hear fighting noises above...but suddenly Bolg jumped out of them from nowhere. Yavanna managed to spin out of the way...with two daggers in hand. She slashed at Bolg with a hiss. Bolg swung his weapon at the young Princess. Pushing off of the ground. Yavanna leaped up into the air...flipping mid air...she landed on his shoulders. Trying to cut his throat.
With a growl...Bolg reached up and threw her into the wall. Yavanna groaned as she landed on her stomach. Tauriel quickly moved behind Bolg, trying to attack. But the large Orc swung around and threw her against the wall as well. Both of the she-elves were on the floor for a few seconds. As Tauriel stood up again...she ducked out of the way when Bolg swung his weapon at her...slashing at his side. Before Bolg kicked her down..Tauriel gasped as she fell down again.

As The Orc advanced towards Yavanna. Kili suddenly jumped from the highest point...Landing ontop of Bolg. Trying to kill him. Yavanna gasped "Kili." her eyes widened as she saw Bolg grab the Dwarf and screamed out "Saeril!" she yelled so loudly, her voice echoed...calling for the-elder she-elf as she saw Bolg was about to stab Kili. Just as the Orc was about to make the blow...something knocked him back.
Kili fell down onto the floor with a groan, as some wind was knocked out of him.
As Yavanna managed to stand up...she let out a loud yelp. Bolg had knocked her off of the cliffs with him. Her body tumbled down the rocky edge. Landing on one of the lower levels with a painful groan. The wind was knocked out of her. She had a few scratches across her face...as her body limply moved...she was laying on her back. But blacked out. Laying near the edge...her dark hair was ruffled by the wind.
Tauriel's eyes widened "Yavanna!" she yelled out.
The orc fell futher down. But had managed to catch onto the side...and began to climb up until he reached the level. And made his way towards the injured she-elf.

[AngelBites15]

Legolas already shot down at least ten Orcs and Goblins before spotting one more going for the dwarf. Giving an almost-amused smirk, the Elf Prince brought up his bow once more, drew back the string, and aimed at the creature, letting the projectile take its mark...through the back of its skull.

Saeril was already killing an Orc before her when she suddenly heard the distressed voice of Yavanna yelling for her aid. Having to knock the creature's dead body to the side, the winged she-elf depended on her hearing to guide her to where she heard the princess' voice. Gritting her teeth together in anger, she twirled her daggers while letting her senses take her over towards the two she-elves, the Orc, and Kili. Having to see the giant spike being aimed at the dwarf, the guardian charged, giving a piercing screech, towards Bolg. 'For the Sons of Durin' the elder thought, until she knocked the wind out of the assailant, pushing him off the cliff, in the process. However, she didn't notice Yavanna taking the fall with him. She cursed in Elvish, before taking the sight of the blonde elf in the distance. "Legolas!", she called out.

When he heard the voice of the she-elf, the prince turned around, just in time to see Yavanna tumble down and land on one of the lower levels, appearing limp after the fall. Looking further down, he took notice of Bolg advancing towards her. Hoping to knock him off course with one of his arrows, he reached back for said-artillery but froze when coming to realize that he used them all up when defending Thorin. Throwing the bow aside, he sheathed his sword and jumped upon a troll that was trying to knock down the tower down earlier. Piercing it through the head, he guided him into ramming the tower, forming a bridge that would allow him an easier path to reach Yavanna. However, he was intercepted by Bolg along the way, just as the structure began to crumble. Legolas' weight was very, very light, so he wasn't disturbing any of the stones below his feet. Bolg, on the other hand, was way too heavy, causing him to fall to the level below the surface.

From atop on the icy falls, Thorin was battling it out with the remaining Orcs but loses his sword during the fight. So, Legolas, looking down at the elf sword in hand, throws his sword into the Orc’s chest, practically giving Orcrist back to him.

It was only for a moment that Bolg disappeared until he manages to reappear, having to get back to the Elf Prince's level. Taking out his dual knives, he battles it out with the giant Orc, until he manages to climb onto his shoulders and drive one of his blades into Bolg's head. As the tower was about the crumble, Legolas drew back his dagger, and let the Orc's body fall with the structure. Having to make it to the end, he looked around for the princess. "Yavanna!", he called out.

[WolfLover]

As Thorin saw the Orcist, in the chest of the Orc. He reached for it...holding onto the handle...as the dead creature fell down. The sword in his hand. Seeing Azog near by..it was just him and the Defiler. He made his way towards Azog. It's your turn to die. He thought to himself. He was going to get Azog for what he done to Fili.

The Defiler began to swing his weapon at the Dwarf. Ducking and spinning out of the way. Thorin managed to hit the Orc's arm with his sword. As Azog swung again with the heavy weapon...the ice began to crack a little beneath their feet. And so Azog kept swinging his weapon...hitting the ground. Going around a circle...once Thorin fell down...he was rolling out of the way. The sword as his only defense.

The circle of ice began to float ontop of the icy water. Azog's weapon seemed to be stuck. Thorin shifted himself backwards carefully and picked up the weapon. Tossing it at the Orc...under the weight...Azog fell back and into the cold water. Thorin watched the giant orc...under the water...as he seemed to be floating. Drowning. Following him, he saw Azog's eye close. Thorin smirked to himself. The Defiler was dead. Just then he felt a piercing pain in his foot...causing him to scream out.

Azog's eyes snapped open...having stabbed Thorin's foot with his sword. Before smashing through ice...and stabbing Thorin in the gut. The Dwarf gasped in pain...grabbing the Orc's hand...he withdrew the sword within himself....weakly. With his Orcist...he impaled the Orc.....with last of his strength. Azog fell back...taking his last few breaths. Thorin's Sword...pierced through the ice as it pierced through the other side of Azog.

As Eagles began to slowly come...Thorin fell back..gasping for a breath. As he was bleeding to death.

Tauriel tried to find a way down to Yavanna. So she could help and protect her, if more Orcs came. But by the time she found a route down to her...one of Bolg's orcs had grabbed her and taken her else-where..whilst the Princess was unconscious.
Yavanna groaned, as she came awake. Hearing Legolas' voice. "Legolas!" she called out...somewhat weakly...as she was still bit dizzy and disoirainted.
But gasped as she felt and Orc drag her to an edge...making them visible to the Prince. "Looking for this fine...young beauty?" The Orc taunted. "Now who to kill first...you or her?" The Orc smirked
"Don't you dare touch him!" Yavanna tried to struggle out of his extra strong grip...but she still felt somewhat limp from the fall. She couldn't let Legolas get hurt...not the man she was falling in love with.
"Urgh...young love." The Orc growled, as he caught sight of how Yavanna looked at the Prince. With what little energy she had...Yavanna elbowed the Orc so hard...the Orc flew back...with telekinetic energy, laced with star light. And exploded behind her...the explosion however tossed her off the higher level. Since there was little space on the ledge. Her body falling towards The Elf Prince.

[AngelBites15]

Legolas looked around, before having to hear her somewhat weak voice acknowledge him, but was distant from where he was currently standing. To turn around, and see the girl in the Orc's grip, he only wished he had his bow, in order to end the vile creature that dared threaten Yavanna, a person he managed to grow fond of and swore to protect. A silent amount of anger was present in his eyes, and he only wished that he could find a way to get her out of that treacherous position. "You kill her, you kill me", he promised the Orc, before having to draw his knives, already prepared to fight back, if anything came to harm the princess. However, just before he could even do anything, Yavanna fought back, with the remaining amount of strength she had left. She must have unlocked a new ability, ever since their return to Dale. Desperate, the Elf Prince acted fast, having to run towards her, when she looked like she was about to fall. Dropping his weaponry, Legolas allowed her to fall into his arms, just before she could touch the ground, holding her protectively in his grasp.

[WolfLover]

Her fall was broke, with the strong, warm protective arms of Legolas. She was very lightweight...so nothing crumbled beneath them. Yavanna let out a slight gasp...her arms wrapping around him; almost scared to let him go. Despite her weakness...she managed to hold onto him. As she leaned her forehead against his shoulder. "Bolg...he's here somewhere..." she breathed out; not knowing the Orc was already dead.

[AngelBites15]

Legolas held onto her, even when she tightened her own grip on him. He willingly returned the embrace, just as she leaned her forehead against his shoulder, having to put a hand upon her back, with the other on the back of her head. Hearing her, Legolas closed his icy blue eyes and continued to hold her. "He's dead", he corrected in a soft voice, hoping to hold her for as long as possible and shield her from anything that might come their way. But nothing came.

In the distance, the winged she-elf was looking down at the corpse of her eldest godson; a few scratches of war left on her face, as she crouched down to comfort an already-devastated Kili, who was still sitting beside his brother's body, almost silently praying, and hoping, that his brother...his best friend...will come back from the dead, and laugh and smile with them. But such things were impossible. The only sign being Fili's lifeless eyes staring up at the sky. Saeril held the youngest's hand, before having to reach out and gently close the eldest's eyes. She choked out a sob as she did so, having to hold Kili against her.

[WolfLover]

Yavanna seemed to curl up into his chest. Breathing in his scent and feeling comfort of being in his arms. She didn't let him go...there was silence..only the last few battle sounds from a-far. She softly squeezed him; it was a loving gesture. "Thank you." she said softly. She had no idea, what she was thanking him for. Maybe for saving her life again...or just simply, being in her life. But she had no idea, what she would do without him. Moving her head softly; she looked at him with soft green eyes; just making sure that he was not hurt in any way. Her eyes still filled with the tenderness, love and affection she felt for him.

As Kili sat near his brother's body...he looked broken. His best-friend was truly gone. "Come on Fili...please come back." Kili whimpered.

Meanwhile,
Bilbo found Thorin laying down on near a rock. Running to him, the Hobbit leaned by the Dwarf. "Bilbo." Thorin breathed out. "Shh...lay still...you're gonna be okay." Bilbo whispered, trying to keep Thorin calm..,but winced at the wound.
"I am glad you're here." Thorin told the Hobbit. "I wish to part from you with Friendship."
Bilbo shook his head "You're not going anywhere..you're going to live."
"I take back what I said..You did what a true friend would do. Forgive me." Thorin choked out. "Te....tell Yavanna and Saeril...I am...sorry. Tell the...tell the young girl...to be happy. She...has...a good man.." Thorin gasped out. "I am so sorry...I was too blind to see it all...That I led you all to such Peril." Thorin coughed...struggling to breathe.
Bilbo kept by his side. "You can tell them, yourself." Bilbo wasn't going to give up on Thorin. "I am glad to have shared in your Perils...each and every one of them." he said, holding onto his hand, to give him some comfort. "It's far more than any Baggins deserves."
"Farewell Master Burglar, go back to your books, and your armchair. Plant your trees...watch them grow." Thorin choked out. "If more people valued love over Gold...this world would be a merrier place." He let out a choked gasp. "Tell the others...I send...my...love." his breathing was getting more shallow.
"No...No...Thorin no." Bilbo gasped out, knowing he was loosing him. "No...don't you dare, Thorin." he could hear Thorin's breath slow down...until no more sound came from the Dwarf.
Leaning over by his head.Bilbo patted his chest as if to help him "Stay with me...the Eagles...the Eagles are coming...Thorin.." But it was too late, Thorin Okaenshield was gone. Bilbo covered his mouth, letting out a choke sob...as he broke into tears.

[AngelBites15]

Legolas continued to hold her, even when he felt her head pull back to look at him. He opened his eyes, and looked back at her, just inwardly happy and relieved that she was safe...and breathing. He didn't think he could live without another elf to appearing to have caught his attention, and bond with them. This includes Tauriel, one of the few elves to ever support him, ever since the death of his mother. But for this young she-elf to come along, he didn't think he would have such feelings being awoken again. Yavanna became his savior somehow, like an angel coming down to save him from these cold and negative feelings. Overall, she was making him crack from under his hardening-cold exterior. He could only appreciate the amount of warmth she expressed towards him ever since they had first met, and for once in his life, he didn't hesitate on telling her about the experience with his mother, as he had never shared it with anyone, other than his father.

The expression in her green eyes only showed how much of an appreciation she had for him, in return. Those eyes caused him to get lost in them when his lips slightly gaped, as he looked at the speck of light inside them, having to spot it lingering within her soul.

Saeril held Kili in her arms, as they sat beside Fili's body and looked upon him in sorrow.

[WolfLover]

As Legolas looked back at her; her heart skipped a beat. Her eyes tenderly gazing into his. Her light was slowly getting bit stronger again...just being with Legolas like this. It made her feel safe, and as if giving her energy on it's own. Her own eyes lost in the beautiful icy blue. No one had ever made her feel like Legolas did. It was more true, more intense, more real than she had ever felt before. He was her one. Still in their embrace, Yavanna's hand softly touched his cheek..her fingers lovingly brushed against his skin. Everything they had went through, it seemed to have brought them bit closer. If she could erase the sad memories of his past and ease his pain...she would. But to bring, light and love, and happiness into his world again...that was something she could do.

Tauriel whom had been looking for the group...had spotted Yavanna and Legolas from afar...it seemed like they were having a moment. She was glad to see both of them were okay. So she didn't approach, letting the pair be alone for a bit.

Kili trembled...hiding his face in her arm. Tears running down his chest...his shoulders shaking. He couldn't believe this...he needed his big brother. As Bilbo sat beside Thorin in tears...he could not bare to think about, how he'd tell Kili and the others about Thorin..

[AngelBites15]

Legolas had held his gaze with her own for quite some time, and he wasn't even aware that she was reaching a hand up to touch his cheek. He flinched a little bit once it came into contact with his fair skin; no one has ever touched him like this, apart from his mother and, mentioned from herself, he was a bit sensitive to touch, extending the point where pure-blood Elves are a bit sensitive to touch, in nature. Fragile ones, like himself, were one of them, considering that he hasn't been touched like that for quite some time. When she touched his hand back in Gundabad, he was used to those kinds of things, but not ones that would reach his face. It was a touch only made by his mother; no one else. The memory was still there, but Yavanna seemed to remain by his side, ever since he brought it up.

His feelings of coldness and warmth were battling within his heart, as he continued to look at her. Honestly, he didn't know what these feelings were about that were thriving within him, but as he reached up to take her hand upon his cheek, he let it stay there, closing his eyes in the process, having to savor in the moment of saving her life, while trying to figure out what this inner feeling was.