As the group had managed to defend themselves, from the attack. Tauriel made her way across the dead bodies of orcs and goblins; making sure none of them were still alive. To check on Boromir, whom was waking up from getting knocked out by the troll. With a groan, he was standing up just when the troll fell to the ground dead. He rose an eyebrow at Yavanna. "You're an unusual Princess...fighting orcs, goblins, trolls. Not exactly very royal, activity now is it?" he asked her, his eyes scanning her attire. Not thinking it was fitting for a Princess, whom looked so young and elegant.

Kili blinked in disbelief."You....you killed a troll?" not that he meant to underestimate Yavanna. But he didn't think she was capable of something of such magnitude; given the injuries she had came back with after the fall.

As Legolas, stood by her side-clearly in shock. The princess looked at her Prince with a soft smile. "You worry too much, my love." she reassured him everything was fine. But Boromir of course had to make some remarks. Yavanna rose a sharp eyebrow hearing Boromir's words. "Meaning?!" she tilted her head at the Steward Prince of Gondor. "Do I look, like the type of girl who spends hours fussing over which dress she should wear to a ball?" Hearing Kili, she looked down at the dwarf, with slight amusement. "Kili, as much as I love and adore you as a big brother, if you keep underestimating me...I might have to slap some sense into you." she told him playfully. But Yavanna did hate to be underestimated by the men of the group. She might have been young, and a Princess. But that didn't make her any less capable of a fighter, than the men of the group.

Aragorn tried not to chuckle, at Yavanna's comment towards Kili. But if Boromir kept making such remarks..it wouldn't surprise him, if the Princess would slap him once or twice around the face. As he was asking for it.

Hearing her question, Boromir pursed his lips. Looking over at her innocent face, so young. "Well...yes. I mean..you know...shouldn't you be off dancing at balls? Chasing after the man of your dreams or something? Or whatever it is you elfling Princess's do?" Only to cause Yavanna's eyes to narrow at him, in pure annoyance. "I mean, you're young..such beauty..shouldn't be...alone. You'll make a fitting Queen for Gondor." It seemed, he didn't get a hint about her and Legolas' affections towards each other. Striding over to him in her annoyance. Yavanna slapped Boromir hard across the face. Leaving him surprised, stunned at the slap. As he rubbed his face. "Wh...what was that for?"

"One, that was for underestimating my abilities, as a woman warrior..." Yavanna said, and slapped him again "And two, for thinking you could get away with making passes at me and insulting me!" Kili watched shocked as Yavanna slapped Boromir, but snickered to himself. His little 'sister' was showing Boromir it wasn't okay to treat her like she was innocent, not capable of such things. Aragorn saw the look on Boromir's face. "Don't look at me, you had that coming." Aragorn told him.

Boromir rubbed his very sore jaw. It didn't look like it, but Yavanna's slaps were rather strong. "I think she broke my jaw..." he mumbled. It hurt quiet a bit, from the two slaps.

Yavanna couldn't help but roll her eyes slightly at Boromir's whining. "I didn't break anything...[b]yet[/b]." Putting the emphasising on the word yet. If Boromir kept pushing, antagonising her, insulting her, pissing her off-she'd do worse than two painful slaps. Kili couldn't help the look that was on his face-proud of his little sister. Standing up for herself; like a true warrior. Strong, she was. Boromir better not get on the wrong side of her. Or he'd regret it.

The group noticed Frodo on the ground, Yavanna walking over to check on the young Hobbit. "Frodo?" she asked softly.
The young Hobbits looked worried..and suddenly Frodo woke up gasping..rubbing his chest. Gimli watched shocked, that Frodo could have survived that attack...but his mithril shirt came into view.