The young she-elf resembled her elder sister greatly. The only noticeable difference between Arwen and her little sister Yavanna besides the difference in age. Were the eyes. Arwen had crystal blue eyes. Many also said, that the two young elves, looked a lot like their mother; Lady Celebrian. The beauty, the grace, the perfectly pale, flawless, beautiful creamy skin. As for Yavanna, she had her mother's eyes. The same soulful, beautiful Emerald color.

Yavanna rose a slight eyebrow, hearing Saeril. "Yes." she said softly. Yavanna had been fortunate enough, to pic out a sword in Erebor before their departure. Kili had helped her pick it out. It had been a while, since Yavanna had a sword, since her own had been taken by the Elven Guards; back in Mirkwood during her arrest. As she went to reach for it..her eyes widened when she heard Saeril.

"What? Are you crazy?" Yavanna breathed out. [i]Why would she ask such a question?[/i] "I can't...just attack you. That's madness."