Yavanna closed her eyes in relief...when they were let through. That was a relief...after they arrived. As they were all tipped over. Thorin jumped out of his own barrel...well almost. Brushing off a few dead fish from his shoulder. All of the Dwarves and Bilbo smelled bad after from the fish.
A young boy, run from the house. "Da..." the young man greeted Bard, whispering "The house is being watched." he warned in a low voice, as he saw the odd people that his father brought with him. Yavanna just smiled kindly at the young boy, as she helped Kili stand up carefully. Brushing off a few a dead fish from his shoulder.

Tauriel smiled softly as she lowered her bow. "But, I am not alone." she said. She then gave the young Prince a soft nod of her head. It wasn't long before he tried to convince her to come back. "But I will not...I can't go back." Tauriel said softly. She would feel shame, if she went back. Tauriel was trying to do the right thing...and she did not believe, what King Thranduil would have them do was right.