Kili was silent, but his eyes filled with a sadness as he saw Yavanna mourning all over; for her mother. He was glad, that she at least had Legolas to try and comfort her.

Tauriel looked a little surprised at the offer. "Are you sure...we..." before she could finish, Kili cut in softly. "I think, Yavanna could use a little more support...you're both welcome." Kili told Tauriel and Legolas softly. He didn't mind the pair of them coming, they were friends of Yavanna.

As the small group returned to Erebor. Everything was set for the Funeral. In the city of Dale, a horn was blown. The Survivors of Lake Town, too mourning for the loss of Fili and Thorin it seemed.
Within the Mountain Halls. Fili and Thorin's bodies laid on stone. Their weapons in their hands. With many Candles lit; the Dwarves that came to Thorin's aid were present. Yavanna stood besides Legolas and Tauriel. She was silent, but tears rolled down her cheeks..Kili stood beside his brother. He trembled...as he let out another sob of grief.

All the Dwarves seemed to circle both stones. Paying their silent respects to the King and his eldest heir. Bilbo was getting chocked up, and struggling to hold back tears as he stood over Thorin.