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

Yavanna let Sam and Legolas help patch her up. On occasion giving the Hobbit and elven prince a few pointers on what they should do first; since Yavanna had more experience in healing. Being a healer herself. But the downside of her power; she could not heal herself, even if she wanted to. As Saeril approached her. Yavanna took a little time to think what she wanted to say. She looked at the elder; almost a little...worried. Would Saeril forgive her?

"I...I know, what Sauron and Saruman put you through." Yavanna breathed out. "I don't know how, but I saw it all in my head, on my way here. I am so sorry...for...what I said. I was angry." Yavanna's voice was quiet, but filled with kindness. "Is it too late, to ask for your forgiveness?" she asked her softly. Yavanna wasn't sure if Saeril could forgive her; given how angry she and Kili had been since the meeting, towards her.

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Yavanna was relieved; that they didn't enter the mines yet. As Legolas walked over to her; Yavanna caught onto his shoulder, to help hold herself up as her aching body felt like it might give in. She leaned against Legolas, in relief of his arm around her.Looking at the passage way door. Yavanna saw the riddle written on the door. "Did you try the elvish translation for friend?" Yavanna asked Gandalf softly. As something in the riddle had jumped out at her instantly.

Aragorn and Boromir stared in shock; trying to compose themselves. "H...how?" Boromir asked looking at Yavanna.

Looking up at Boromir, Yavanna shook her head "I have no idea...just glad to be in one piece." She said honestly. As Legolas helped her to sit down. Yavanna winced slightly feeling another shooting pain in her ribs, stifling a groan. The young Hobbits seemed relieved to see her, along with Kili and Tauriel.

"I thought we...." Kili couldn't even say it.

Yavanna looked at Kili. "No..I am right here."

"It's a relief to see you're alive." The Strider spoke to the young girl. Aragorn looked at Yavanna. "How did you know how to find us?" he didn't think it could just be luck, that she figured they'd be taking the Mine Passage.

"I saw it...in my head." Yavanna looked at Aragorn. "I saw you all, on the mountain side. Boromir and Gimli were arguing. The rest of you looked upset and stressed. And Frodo made up his mind for the rest of you, that this was the path." Yavanna said, as she began to explain to them about the vision she saw. "It almost felt, like you were all near me, the voices were so loud and clear in my head." Seeing Saeril not far. Yavanna took a breath, before she waved her over. Kili looked a little more than shocked. What was Yavanna doing?

"What...." Before Kili could finish, Yavanna sighed.

"If you saw, what I have...you'd understand, Kili." Yavanna said softly. "We were in the wrong. Saeril was telling the truth."

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Kili was silent, as they began to make their way down the mountain towards the mines of Moria. But the tears visible in his eyes. He had lost the one person, he considered a sister. Merry and Pippin, along with Sam and Frodo too were shaken by 'Yavanna's' death...they might have not known her long. But she was far too sweet, far too young to be taken away from them. Aragorn could see how pained Legolas was; and it hurt him to see his friend like that.

As Yavanna managed to sit up...with agonising attempt. She was surprised, her weapons survived the fall without breaking beyond repair. Let alone, that she had survived the fall it self. Looking up,with a painful crink in her neck. She had took a big fall. Yavanna felt something wet on her head. Touching her head...there was some blood. Her back hurt a lot, so did her shoulder. Yavanna wasn't sure if something was broken, cracked...or just majorly bruised. But she never felt like this before. Despite that; she felt lucky enough to be alive.

The Mines. She told herself. Yavanna had to get to the mines. She carefully and somewhat slowly made her way down the mountain; where she would take the path towards the mines. On her path. Strange thoughts? No Memories? She wasn't sure...what it was. But it was filling her mind...almost every step, she took closer towards Moria. She kept seeing Saeril. Sauron...Saruman....and Saeril getting tortured. The painful horrible images, caused her pain. Making her gasp out in shock. Tears forming in her eyes; at the pain, and agony that Saeril must have went through. It almost felt, like Yavanna was relieving it, as each memory filled her head.

In those moments; Yavanna regretted yelling at her. For blaming everything on Saeril. Yes, Saeril may have committed horrible crimes. But Yavanna came to see, that Saeril had been telling the truth. She was a victim.

As she kept vigil on her journey. Yavanna had no idea; how long it had taken her. But she arrived at the Mines; a while after the rest of the Fellowship. Maybe an hour or two? As the company it seemed, were trying to figure out the password to enter. Hearing a twig snap near by. Aragorn spun around; his eyes widened when he saw young Yavanna. She was alive. But what a dishevelled sight. Her dark hair, covered in dried blood, dried blood on her forehead, scratches...probably sporting other injuries. But she was alive.

All those, that looked over their shoulder were speechless to see Yavanna. In one piece. Whatever Gandalf the Grey saw in her potential wise; The Wizard and others were right. Yavanna was destined for many great things. Her power had been growing since Gundabad. Apart from Saeril and her grand-mother Galadriel; she would be one of the most powerful elves of Middle-Earth. Of purity, and goodness. And destined for greatness, and helping restore peace and light in Middle Earth.

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Tauriel sprung up, with a Hobbit in her arms. As one by one, the members of the Company, began to pop up. Kili frantically looked around for Yavanna; when he noticed she was nowhere. "Yavanna!" he yelled out; seeing Legolas and Saeril looking down over the edge. But no answer came. Kili felt anger hit him; was he loosing another family member? Wasn't it bad enough, that they lost Thorin and Fili?

Pippin and Merry looked to where Saeril and Legolas were looking down to. "She can't be dead..." Merry said. "Gandalf, do something." The Hobbit begged. Sad look in his eyes. The Princess was a sweet. They couldn't have lost her.

Tauriel looked shocked; feeling tears form in her eyes. Was Yavanna gone? Tauriel cared for Yavanna, she was a dear friend. She could see the pain on Legolas' face, as he was looking down to where Yavanna had fallen. Aragorn was shocked; was Yavanna gone? They lost one member of the company so soon? And Lord Elrond's daughter? That was the first thing imaginable. After they all promised to him, they'd look out for her.

The fall was long and edgy. At some point, Yavanna tumbled a little bit. Before she finally stopped, at one of the lower ledges. Unconscious. Half buried in the snow. She had scratches all over her face. And most likely bruised ribs, as well as a head injury from hitting rocks. Her breathing shallow...but it was there. Her finger slightly twitched.

Yavanna could hear voices. 'Legolas needs you, child. It's not your time.' The voice gentle and loving. It belonged to her mother.
The second voice was familiar. And brought back an aching feeling that reminded her of the Lonely Mountains and The Battle of the Five Armies. 'Live to fight another day. You're not destined to join me and Fili, in the beyond. It's not your time.' It was one and only Thorin.

All of a sudden; Yavanna saw images fill her head: She could see her beloved Legolas on the edge; looking down. The pain in his expression made her heart ache. She saw how distraught the company seemed. So much sadness.

"Let the ring-bearer decide", A familiar voice spoke, over the bickering of some of the Company. Allowing Frodo to choose." Gandalf's voice rung inside of her head. His voice loud and clear. Almost like he was standing over her.
"We shall go through the Mines." Frodo finally announced; as he came to a conclusion.

And so, as Frodo willed it. The company were to head to the Mines of Moria. Down on the lower levels of the mountain. Yavanna was slowly waking up, with groan of agony. Her head was spinning...and her body aching.

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As they ventured up the mountain. The snow was deep. It didn't bother most of them. Especially the elves; as they could withstand the violent temperature and the snow. But Boromir, and Aragorn along with Tauriel were doing their best to shield the Hobbits, with their cloaks. Aswell as helping them through the deep depth of the snow.

"Maybe we should turn around." Kili said worried, as they could hear the faint voice in the air. The Chanting was getting louder and louder.
"No! We have to go Forward." Gandalf told Kili. As the chanting got stronger, Gandalf knew this was getting dangerous.
"He's trying to bring down the mountain!" Aragorn yelled out, as the chanting got stronger and louder. The wind violently whipped at everyone's hair and exposed skin. As some of the rocks fell down. Gandalf began to counter chant, to ward of Saruman's spell. But it was too late.

Large amount of rocks and snow, fell down on the group. Yavanna let out a gasp, trying to shield Kili from Harm's way who was near her. But the force of the snow and rocks; sent her flying off of the edge of the mountain. Whilst it burried the rest of the company on the mountain top. Yavanna's scream, seemed to echo through the mountain...before there was silence. Only the sound of the wind and snow falling.

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

Yavanna held onto Legolas' hand, as they were hiding from the spies. It took a little while, for the birds to pass...before they flew off in another direction; when they didn't spot them. Once it was clear. Everyone climbed out of hiding again. Yavanna staying close to Legolas.

"We should go through the Mines. Balin would give us a royal welcome." Gimli pressed again.

Yavanna sighed. "That's as a last resort Gimli..." she said before she glanced up towards the snowy mountains. Yavanna wasn't sure how much, they'd have to repeat that to Gimli before it would sink in. Mountain Pass it was. Once the group was ready to go again, they began to make their way towards the Mountain Pass.

As everyone glanced up towards the mountain. Tauriel could only hope, that nothing worse would come their way than the Crebain. But knowing what Saruman's intentions were, it was rather worrying. In case he would try and strike again. She shook her head hearing Gimli. The Stubbornness of Dwarves.

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As they were resting; Yavanna and Tauriel were watching the young Hobbits training with Boromir and Aragorn. Which proved to be rather amusing, when they ended up tackling Boromir to the ground, shortly followed by Aragorn whom they tripped up because of his amusement towards the situation. It made Yavanna smile softly, at the merriment of the scene. The young Hobbits were willing to learn. But she couldn't blame them. They had to learn how to defend themselves eventually...especially on a mission like this.

"That's an awfully big cloud." Muttered Kili as he saw the large black thing in the distance. But for a cloud, it seemed to be moving quickly.
"I don't think, that's a cloud. It's moving too quickly." Yavanna said having spotted that aswell from where she was sitting. And surely enough. She was right. Not a cloud. Hearing the words of Legolas and Saeril, after that moment; she had helped urge everyone to hide.

Aragorn had quickly put out the fire, as he ducked into hiding; along with everyone else. Tauriel hid behind some large boulders, canoppied over with some trees, with two of the Hobbits and Kili. Yavanna ducked into the nearest bushes with Legolas. Whilst everyone had a hiding place of their own. Looking up, as they all waited for the spies to pass.

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In the morning, Yavanna had the locket that belonged to her mother around her neck. She had the servants make her a chain for it the previous evening. Wanting to keep it close to her, on such a journey. She was wearing, a new combat suit. It was silvery-blue. Her bow, arrows and sword from her sister Arwen were on her attired. Aswell as her four daggers, from Lake Town. With everything ready; but perhaps her nerves. It would be a lie to say, that she wasn't nervous. She was...not knowing what to expect from such a journey. Yavanna set off with the Fellowship early that morning.

The previous night; Frodo had been gifted a Mithrel Vest and Bilbo's old sword. 'Sting' Bilbo thought it proper, his nephew have good protection. After all, with old age catching up to Bilbo pretty quickly. He wouldn't be in need of those two things anymore.

It was clear, Kili, Yavanna and Saeril were avoiding each other. Kili stayed near Yavanna. Whom was up near the front of the group, with Tauriel, Legolas and Aragorn.
The journey was quiet, for a while. Until they took a break. Yavanna was sitting near by Legolas and Tauriel. Munching on some Elvish bread and an apple. As they were all resting, and having something to eat. Kili leaned his head back; looking up at the sunny sky. And feeling the warmth of the air on his face. Kili couldn't help but wonder how long this task would take. Weeks? Months? Years? Longer? No one knew. Only time would tell. But he had hopes, that they would succeed...one way or another. They had to. They were a team. 13 in this together.

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

Yeah, seems like a okay spot to.

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

Yavanna held onto Legolas a little bit tighter. As he tucked her head a little bit, she almost curled up against his chest. Snuggled up into him more tighter, in their loving embrace. She closed her eyes; breathing him in. As she felt safe in his arms. Feeling the comfort and safety of his arms. In his arms, was the one place she could feel safe; in a world like this. His words about their future, living in peace after Sauron's defeat was a future to look forward to. "Good, you're not allowed to die." she said softly. Almost stubbornly. As Yavanna breathed in his scent. All she could think about was a happy future ahead of them; after all this would be over. "If only, the world were a better place and we didn't have to fear what's to come." No one knew what was to come. And that was scary.