As they walked side by side. Yavanna took in the beauty of the Parts of Middle-Earth she had not yet seen. Even though the weather was cooler, it didn't really bother her that much. Her Dark Raven hair was blowing, feeling the wind on her face. She could not help but ponder what Legolas was doing right now. She hoped, the Dunedian Warriors had at least been welcoming to him.

When Kili saw the village before them. He suddenly stiffened in his spot. Falling behind the two she-elves. It didn't take long for Yavanna to notice, Kili wasn't by her side...looking over her shoulder. She saw the young Dwarf staring at the village before them...like he had seen a ghost. She sighed softly. It must have been hard for him to be here again, especially without his uncle and big brother by his side. Walking back over to him, she lightly rubbed his shoulder. "It's going to be okay, I promise." she told him softly. She and Saeril would be with him, and if worst comes to worse...they'd help explain what happened during the battle.

Kili felt his heart clench. He was returning home, without his big brother and uncle. He could not bare to tell his mother what happened...but he knew he had to.