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WolfLover here, I am 27 year of female writer. Has been writing for over 5 years, so has lots of experience in the roleplaying/writing field :) I live in the Uk.
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I am currently unemployed. (Lots of personal reasons, some of you may know, some don't). Last year had been bad for me, and my mental health. Still trying to recover and try to battle my problems. Muse has been slow, but slowly trying to get back into writing. If anyone's interested in rping, send me a message and we can work something out together :) Happy writing dear people.


The Witches and Warlocks of Tanner (Active) GM'S: @Hedgehawk@HaleyTheRandom@SouffleGirl123


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Hahah, I loved that kiss/wedding scene :)
That's that sorted out then :) Mhh, I like the mid-battle, after saving her life kiss.

Really? That's strange...I was pretty sure, it was supposed to be after the Battle of Helms deep...according to one interview thingy with the clip. But it works for ROFTK too.
Anyways back to my thoughts lol. I am pretty sure this takes place in Two Towers lol. I was either thinking of the Warg Attack; where Aragorn ends up taken off of a cliff...as he's caught up in the Warg's fur. I was thinking of doing it one of two ways. One It'd be Yavanna, instead of Aragorn. Two, she'd come to his rescue and both of them would end up going off the cliff.
After their return, enter Yavanna/Legolas reunion and kiss.
Or another place for their potential kiss...After the battle of Helms Deep. In The Extended Version, there was a drinking game with Legolas/Gimli which would be worth the add...Now whoever edited it out, might have spazzed out on which movie it was from; but pretty sure it's supposed to be the second not the third. But after that, seems like a good time for celebration, happiness and the couple moment we're waiting for :)


Also found this ages ago and always makes me laugh.
Anyways, working on an edit :)
And I also think, I found a good spot for Yavanna/Legolas' first kiss during Two Towers.
Watching that got me choked up *sniffles*
Kili was silent, but his eyes filled with a sadness as he saw Yavanna mourning all over; for her mother. He was glad, that she at least had Legolas to try and comfort her.

Tauriel looked a little surprised at the offer. "Are you sure...we..." before she could finish, Kili cut in softly. "I think, Yavanna could use a little more support...you're both welcome." Kili told Tauriel and Legolas softly. He didn't mind the pair of them coming, they were friends of Yavanna.

As the small group returned to Erebor. Everything was set for the Funeral. In the city of Dale, a horn was blown. The Survivors of Lake Town, too mourning for the loss of Fili and Thorin it seemed.
Within the Mountain Halls. Fili and Thorin's bodies laid on stone. Their weapons in their hands. With many Candles lit; the Dwarves that came to Thorin's aid were present. Yavanna stood besides Legolas and Tauriel. She was silent, but tears rolled down her cheeks..Kili stood beside his brother. He trembled...as he let out another sob of grief.

All the Dwarves seemed to circle both stones. Paying their silent respects to the King and his eldest heir. Bilbo was getting chocked up, and struggling to hold back tears as he stood over Thorin.
For a long while, Yavanna was stuck in her own distant memory. Not even hearing if anything said something...not knowing, Saeril somehow saw the memory in her own head. When she felt Saeril touch her shoulder, Yavanna blinked...a few stray tears had slid down her tears. Yavanna closed her eyes; like she was trying to wipe the memory away from her head. Feeling Legolas press his forehead against hers...it brought a familiar warmth back to her. With her eyes still closed, Yavanna almost seemed to move closer to him, her forehead against his. His presence made her breathe a bit easier.
Yavanna saw Legolas' expression, after his father brought up her own mother. It wasn't hard to tell, that he and Tauriel were both thinking something along the same lines; since she had caught Tauriel's expression. Yavanna managed a small smile, to the Elf prince. Tender, but still filled with a lingering sadness and grief. The pair were alike in a few ways; with similiar experiences of loosing someone you love and care for.

"You lost your mother?" Kili's voice sadly broke the silence...the young Dwarf didn't realize, that had been something Yavanna went through. His expression was still filled with grief, but also sympathy for Yavanna. It was not the first time she lost someone.

The young Princess flinched slightly; almost surprised to hear the question. She hadn't even realized, how long it was since someone had asked her that question. She nodded slightly. "I was about 6 or 7...." It seemed like there was more to say, but she found herself unable to say more at the moment. Her throat seemed to be constricting, as her voice went quiet again. It brought back a distant memory. One she thought, she had long forgotten, but it was still there hidden among everything;

When Yavanna was at the tender ages of 6 and 7. She was supposed to be in bed; asleep. But the young elf girl, was hiding behind a large pillar in the hallway listening to a conversation. The three voices belonged to her siblings; her elder sister Arwen. Whom was very much like her, in personality, conscience views and beauty, as well as knowledge of things. And her two brothers Elladan and Elhorir. The boys were twins.
"She can't know, that mother is missing." Came the voice of one of the twins.
"You can't be serious." Arwen breathed out; sounding heart-broken. "She has a right to know, she's our little sister. She needs mother, as much as we do...maybe even more. Mother hadn't spent centuries upon centuries with her, like she did with us. We can't tell her, mom's not coming back..."
"She will find out, eventually...if mother can't be found." The second twin spoke. The two boys so alike in looks and voices, it was always hard to tell the two of them apart.
"That's why, everyone is still searching. Our little sister will ask about mother, you know that. She will need her." Arwen's voice echoed inside of Yavanna's ears. "I don't feel right, about lying to little Yavvie. Do what you two must, but I am not lying." she told her elder brothers.
"It's not lying." Elladan spoke. "It's more...like protecting. We can't let the light of the Star of Middle-Earth fade. Her death would be the end of hope, for Middle Earth."
"Elladan is right." His twin agreed; both seemed instant that their little sister did not know anything. "Our next lead is on the outskirts of Gundabad, but we can't be too sure..." The twins had been helping in their search for their lost mother. "We'll keep searching." And so the search went on, for more than 40 years, before all hope was given up. And Lady Celebrian's body not found, to this day.

As Tauriel heard Yavanna, she gave her a sad, sympathetic look. The more Yavanna was silent, it seemed like the young she-elf was stuck in a distant memory.




Location; Washington Sqaure
Interacting With; William Maevrsky{@Polaris North}, Blaine Moore{@ihinka}, Genevieve Alleron@Alfhedil



Devin felt something wash over him. Like an inner calm or inner strength. It was coming from Blaine. Devin wasn't sure, if the other members of the pack felt anything...but if they did. It was their Alpha's way of trying to calm them down in this crisis. It didn't seem to do much for Devin at the moment. His mind was still swimming with endless thoughts; debates about what was going on.

The uneasy feeling, sticking with him. "So it's not just me, that felt it." Devin muttered; almost to himself. But no doubt, William heard. As the Pack's Beta told him he felt the oddness around Washington Square too. What was it? Magic? Dark Magic? Listening to the younger Werewolf, Devin nodded. "I guess you're right...it wouldn't do well, for us to cause an uproar about it." But deep down; he couldn't help but wonder how long everyone would be capable of acting normal. Especially all the Supernaturals in the city. But if there were any hunters around; them acting oddly...would attract attention. That was the last thing, anyone needed here.

It felt the spell was more oppressive,more harmful the closer you were inside of the Square. Almost; like it was trying to lure something...someone out. "Maybe you should find Kat? Warn her. If this is something that effects us all, she might want to be warned. In case she's confused and doesn't know what's going on." The elder wolf suggested. As William suggested, Devin report to their Alpha. The elder of the two wolves nodded. "You're right...I just hope; whatever it is. That it wears of quick." Devin spoke, trying to be optimistic. But there wasn't much room for Optimism in this situation.

If this was something very harmful-dangerous. They could all be doomed.

Glancing around through the thickness of the crowd. Devin finally spotted Blaine. She was talking to another female. Must have been her friend. As he walked over, he smiled. A brief, but somewhat warm smile. It was mostly aimed towards Blaine. Since he knew her; and felt comfortable enough around his Alpha. "Good Evening Ladies, I hope I am not disturbing." Glancing at the paler of the two women; he was looking at Genevieve. "I need to borrow Blaine for a few moments....It'll be quick." he promised. Not wanting to keep Blaine occupied for long...if his Alpha was in an important conversation.

Before Devin could even talk to Blaine in private; the screams seemed to echo through the entire Washington Square. He whipped his head around; in slight Alarm. And curiosity. Instead of the usual drunk, causing a scene. It was a girl...he could smell the blood. Followed by the appearance of Wolves...not just one. But it seemed to be another Pack. Judging from the colors of their fur. They were not someone Devin had recognized. Must have been an outside Pack. Or something like that.

Everything else after that, seemed almost like a blur. The night's downfall and chaos ensued quicker than a storm. The speech seemed to struck Devin. It almost seemed like it was organized...almost. Devin was still trying to spot; where the man had disappeared...but he was lost within the crowd and the chaos that followed. The screams, the gunshots...people running; trying to hide from what was happening.

Now what to do? Still act normal? Devin thought to himself. How could anyone possibly, act normal after this. "Maybe we should get William and Kat, out of here." Devin whispered over to Blaine. Safety...they all needed to get to safety. Staying in the Square, had proved to be dangerous...more dangerous, than he first anticipated when he felt the spell wash over it. Not to mention, innocent lives being lost.
"In the wild, he's known as Strider.- His true name, you have to discover for yourself." Thranduil told his son. The Elvenking paused for a bit; he looked like he wanted to say a few more things. He needed to. "Legolas...your mother loved you; more than anyone...more than life...." It was probably the first time, he spoke to his son about his mother. It wasn't easy...nor was it easy for Thranduil to express his own love for his son. But he was proud of Legolas and loved him. "As do I..."

As Legolas looked at her; Yavanna squeezed his hands softly. Giving him a slight nod. If anything, she understood his decision. Whilst, she would miss him...she also knew, they'd find their way back to each other...somehow. But she felt the need to stay with Saeril and Kili. As Thranduil mentioned his wife to his son...Yavanna had looked at him her blue-ish eyes with tenderness. She knew, that his father loved him.

The King then turned to Yavanna...his hand reached out to touch her cheek with a fatherly like touch. "Thank you.." he spoke to her.

Yavanna blinked surprised. "For...what?" she asked The Elvenking.
"For being the light and happiness in my Son's life." Thranduil spoke softly. "He lost too much, but I am glad there's hope within his life. I know his mother, would have very much loved you...if she were here." Knowing how much Yavanna and his wife were so much alike; the two would have gotten on very nicely. Smiling at her a little sadly, he spoke. "I know your mother, would be proud of you...what strong, loving, young woman you turned into." The Elvenking pressed a kiss to both her and his son's forehead...as a gesture of his goodbye. Before leaving.
Yavanna blinked a little...his words had surprised her. And it felt...different. No one had mentioned her mother for so long either..especially not with such words.

Tauriel had been quiet, not wanting to get in the way of the conversation. But hearing, what King Thranduil said to Yavanna, about her mother. It made Tauriel wonder. Did Yavanna loose her own mother? The young she-elf hadn't mentioned it...maybe the wounds were still too fresh, for her to. But a part of her wondered, just how much she and Legolas had in common.
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