Saeril allowed him to slide off of her back, and onto the ground, practically giving her a chance to stretch her wings out, and tuck them back in. "This was just a preview. You'll get a full view later on", she stated, half-way teasing him that there was going to be more of a chance to fly again. Sitting herself on the ground, the bright, full moon was shining, along with the sounds of the water falling peacefully. She did notice a different kind of shine in the distance and, unlike Kili, she knew that fair glow was coming from the princess.
The very memory made her smile fondly; the girl was someone she used to be: honest, tender, and physically-beautiful; highly unlike how she was when Sauron had his hold upon her. That's when she realized that Yavanna was an instant reflection of how she was before her corruption.
Little fireflies flew about, and the wind was calm against her hair. "There will be many opportunities for us to fly together again", she stated as a matter-of-fact, once her thoughts "Now, let us just dream about it", she suggested.
Fili didn't look at Yavanna, but had his attention on the scene in the distance, even while she asked him another question. "Ever since she back to us, you can probably guess", he chuckled. For a moment, the blonde didn't understand why his uncle would choose to be rash and dislike the whole Elven race. Not all were his enemies, and it was in this moment, that Yavanna proved that she wasn't a threat either. The girl was kind, tender, and fair, all at once.