Yavanna was sure she surprised quiet a handful of people; including Boromir himself. Whilst she may look gentle, innocent and purely loving. Her emotions were always sensitive-and when she got angered. It was a bad sign. No one wanted to get on the wrong side of Yavanna. Because she would act, defend herself and let her anger be known, as a warning to those whom either insulted her and to everyone else, so they wouldn't dare cross her.

"Maybe you should stay out of it!" Boromir hissed in Saeril's direction. Not believing, this had anything to do with her. It was between him and Yavanna. For he had not been talking to Saeril back then.

"Correction!" Tauriel spoke up, with a slight squint of her eyes towards Boromir. "You hurt Yavanna, you deal with a lot of us! Not just her own temper, cross Yavanna again. You don't want to know what the rest of us might do...if you touch a hair on her head!" The elder female to Tauriel, was also protective over Yavanna. Seeing the girl as a close friend, growing into a sisterly-bond. And she would certainly not let Boromir mess with friends or family for that matter. Tauriel was someone, whom you did not want to antagonise either.

Frodo gave Gimli a soft smile, as he still a bit shakily stood up. With the help of young Yavanna. Trying to catch his breath before the group were on the move again. But it didn't take long before the group were surrounded, by a massive hoard of Goblins.

The moment Saeril let out such unearthly shriek...caused everyone to flinch covering their ears. Trying to cower away from such sounds. Yavanna's reaction probably even more worse-The goodness of her, the purity so sensitive to such evil that Saeril dared utter. She fell to her knees, clutching her head as she let out a scream of agony. It felt like her head was being stabbed by a million knives as the shriek echoed inside of her head. Shaking. [b]'Saeril Stop! STOP...STOP.'[/b] Yavanna yelled inside of her head at the elder, begging her to stop.
The pain causing her powers to spiral out of control, having no control over her actions. Bright lights burst out of her in different directions...burning quiet a huge load of Goblins whom weren't quickest to scatter away from the group. At least, half if not bit more of the Goblin army were dead...burned by the Brightness of the starlight.