Kili stayed slightly behind his twin as they finally reached the Lonely Mountain to find the front gate almost completely destroyed. The dragon must have come this way when he had headed towards the town on the Lake. He sped up into a jog as they entered and tried to find the rest of their company, not sure whether they were still alive or not. 
"Thorin! Bilbo! Balin!" he called out the first names he could think of, hoping someone would answer them.

The red-haired elf nodded her head and turned to follow after her friend. Growling under her breath, Mel's hand clenched into a fist. She looked to Saeril again and shook her head slightly, making up her mind that she would stay with the Lake People and help Saeril to heal as many of their sick and wounded as she could.

"She isn't coming." Tauriel observed, glancing back over her shoulder towards Mel. "Where are we going?" she asked Legolas.