Sometime later in the day, the company moved themselves into the wooded areas of the plain. A place where it was said that the darkest of creatures lurked and roamed. Saeril managed to morph her wings into her cloak, since her wings needed rest from the confrontation with Azog and his pack. Sooner or later, they would be picking up their trail at any time. She and the others were waiting for Bilbo to return, since he scowered ahead to make sure they weren't being followed. Saeril kept herself with the brothers and princess, whose cloak was being adjusted by the elder, occasionally exchanging a few words with them until the Hobbit returned.