Yavanna heard Fili and she whispered "Shhh.." she said softly. If the guards, heard any noises. They'd all be rutted out. She could hear the Dwarves debating in the Barrels...thinking Bard had betrayed them. But indeed, he was trying to cover them up. The young she-elf made a slight face as tons and tons of fish, were dropped ontop of the Dwarves. Hiding them.

Being half mortal, young Yavanna didn't have to act much. She glanced round innocently...taking in the view of the Gate and the buildings before them. Lake Town was beautiful. Just as she thought it had been going well...another man walked over. A bit younger and less pleasant. "Not so fast." he said, taking the piece of paper from Percy. "Consignment of Empry Barrels from the Woodland Realm...Only these are not empty." He pointed to the Barells full of Fish. "Last time I checked, your licensed as a  Bardman...not a fisherman." he reminded Bard sternly.
"That's none of your Bussiness." Bard said.

"Wrong. It's the Masters Bussiness...which makes it my Bussiness!" The unpleasent one spoke. As he picked up a fish.
"Come on Alfred...have a heart! People need to eat." Bard tried to convince him.
"These fish...are Illegal." The younger man tossed the fish into the lake. "Empty the Barrels over the side."

Watching the scene. Yavanna grew worried...when a few guards, hopped aboard the Boat...and tried to tip out the barrels off Fish. As Bard tried to persuade the young man...the guards stopped...as the unpleasant man held his hand up to stop them. Agreeing to let them through with the fish.
"You may be the protector of the Common Folk. Everyone's favorite..but that won't last for long. And Master has his eye on you...you will do well to remember.. We know where you live Bard." Alfred Threatened him.

Tauriel had been following the blood trail, of where they fought the Orcs Earlier. She felt sorry for the Dwarf Company...one of them was dying. Not that Tauriel normally cared for Dwarves...but she had spoken to the young one in the Dungeons earlier before their escape. He was kind...and did not deserve such fate. The young Princess had saved the life of Legolas...the last Tauriel could do, was help them out.

She stopped at the edge...looking at the water. Hearing a noise...she spun around with her bow in hand. Her arrow pointed towards Legolas..she sighed in relief. "I thought you were an Orc." she spoke in Silvan.