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Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

"Thank you", the she-elf respectfully thanked her, already growing fond of her, at an equal protective measure to how she is with her godsons. The she-elf carefully allowed herself to lean against the youngest, in order to try and stand. She didn't put too much weight on the wound, when she stood up, but she didn't let herself succumb to the pain. Elves heal quickly, so her chances to heal would be hopeful.

Her wings transforming back into her cloak, Saeril carefully set herself onto the bedroll in the middle between the brothers, and let them stick close with her and Yavanna throughout the night.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Pulling up the slim pant-leg, Saeril watched the princess, who seemed to pull out a vile, and chant in the Elvish language. In just a few seconds, the winged she-elf felt the pain almost disappear entirely. Once Yavanna pulled away from the spot, the elder rubbed around the spot where she initially felt the pain; as soon as she did so, there was almost nothing there, as if the injury never happened. "Dear child, you hold quite the gift", she complimented her, softly.

She has never gotten this kind of injury before, since as an elf, she had a higher scale of awareness. It's not like she was completely immortal, albeit not physically. Elves have rarely ever got minor injuries. Those who lack grace, would most definitely receive them. This was now an opportunity to witness Yavanna's hidden talents; one of them being the gift of healing.

Nearby, Fili was laying down a few rolls for the four of them to sleep on. He put them close together, so they could look out and guard each other.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

"Of course", the she-elf accepted Yavanna's help to examine her wound. Fili felt guilty on letting go of Kili when the rock split. If only he would have held onto his brother in time, their godmother wouldn't have gotten hurt.

Saeril wasn't afraid of herself being in danger; she was afraid of herself not being to help those in danger. Especially for the company. She even risked her life to save her youngest godson. She grew rather fond of them, and that was when she realized that she had family.

Having to see the others move into the cave, she winced as she tried to stand once again. She didn't have anything that would treat her injury, and she doubted that the company had anything to help her, but she wondered what Yavanna had that would help them. But, according to the princess, all the winged elf could do right now, was rest, and take it easy.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Once she noticed her companions trying to help each other, Saeril tried to stand up once again, with her wings trying to give her an advantage for balance, but gasped at the small pain that hit her leg, making her fall down once again. "Must have...hurt it..during the landing while I was covering him. Against a rock", the she-elf winced to herself. It was probably bruised, and that she won't be able to walk at full speed and strength like she used to.

Her collapse didn't unnoticed by Fili, and he stayed with her, just before he witnessed Yavanna save his uncle from a very dreadful fall.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Saeril was doing her best to shield the company from the majority of the damage. Had she not swooped in as she had, they may have suffered a few casualties. Having to hear the worried voice of the princess, the winged she-elf kept herself her hovering, before acknowledging the girl with a nod, almost tiredly.

It only got worse from there. The first giant threw a boulder into the air; a second giant appeared from behind the company, and was hit in the head. A few of the dwarves yelled at each other to brace and hold on, but the rocks beneath their feet started to give way from all the vibrations, and from the impact of the falling rocks. The ground then began to split; part of the group was separated to one half, the rest on the other.

"Hold on!", Saeril shouted over the thunder as the mountain around the company began to break. "Ki­li, grab my hand!", she heard her eldest godson shout to his sibling, as she just saw the rock between them begins to separate them. Yavanna was stuck with Fili; just as she saw the crack between her godsons, Saeril knew that they couldn't protect each other now.

The mountain they were on starts coming to life, and starts fighting with another. With the company split in half, she didn't know which one to protect more. Seeing that the moving rock Kili was on, made his situation even more risky, which resulted in her making up her mind: she flew over to the swaying dwarves, and gripped the youngest's coat, so he was at least in her line of sight, and not falling off the moving rock.

The she-elf looked in fear as they were just about to collide into the mountain. Thinking fast, she tucked Kili in against her to shield him from their upcoming fate. However, when they finally hit the mountain, there was no pressure against them, only making them fall off and land on the more safe-like part of the cliff. She still had Kili tucked against her chest as they landed. Unraveling her wings, she could see the others safe as well, which was a relief. Panting from exhaustion, Saeril allowed herself to catch her breath, and attempt to stand, although she didn't get far, and landed back down to one knee, feeling an ache in her leg.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Saeril may have been the only one who would tell Yavanna about Gandalf's plan to depart early that morning. She, Kili, and Fili were probably the only ones thrilled that the princess was able to join them albeit secretly. Though the winged she-elf did wonder on what Lord Elrond would think about her daughter sneaking away. However, she was internally proud that their talk last night inspired her. Or did it not? Fili smiled at the newcomer, and his heart fluttered to see her smiling once again, apart from last night's experience. "In that case, your grace, be on your guard", Saeril advised once again, before the company continued moving.

A few hours later,

Across great terrain, they came across a moutain pass. The winged she-elf was nowhere in sight with them, at least not at the moment. Since this violent thunderstorm started, the conditions have turned highly dangerous upon the treacherous mountain. Now the she-elf has been here before, and it would be best if they stuck together on this one. Appearing from the deep chasm, she hovered at the cliff's edge, wearing her black horned headdress to protect her hair. As Saeril had said that previous night, her wings never tired, and she didn't struggle with pain.

"Look out!", Dwalin howled as the giant rock came flying towards them, hitting the edge of the mountain, shattering. To give them better protection, Saeril hovered herself over the group, and her huge wings covered most of them like an umbrella from the falling debris. A few rocks hit her back, but she didn't let her strength wane.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

I agree. Given that Saeril is also becoming a mother-figure to her, I would like to see how far this relationship can go.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

I don't think she is, unless you want her to. Although it would be nice for her to go with them.

That way, she will be able to connect more with Saeril, Kili, Fili, and Thorin.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Considering the fact that they'd set up camp on the ground every night before this, this was the most comfortable the company have ever been in. Rivendell was peaceful, beautiful, and above all else: safe. For a time, they got rest, but it was short lived. A few hours later, Thorin woke everybody up, and they were on the move again. It was sill dark out, and Gandalf planned for them that they could leave without disturbance; he did not wish for Elrond or any of the others to talk the Dwarven Prince out of their journey.

Yavanna was probably the only one to know of their plan, as Saeril told her before she departed for a couple-hours' rest. She didn't know that Kili knew of this intention, and would no doubt tell Fili, but she was remained glad that the young princess could listen, and stick around.

The winged she-elf was back in her black, slim, catsuit-like outfit from the previous day, and held onto her horned headdress. Along a good distance from the Elven city of Rivendell, she looked back at the land, knowing this will be the last time she knew that they would ever be safe. Saeril was now the only one who can help the dwarves reach the mountain now, and she figured that her mentor will eventually follow them soon enough. He knows his way around Middle Earth, for sure. "I suggest we all stay together. We are about to step foot into the wild", she reminded the company, as they were about to pass into the woods.

Middle-Earth: Bright Stars & Durin's Folk { Wolf & Angel }

Saeril looked back to the young she-elf, once she began to tell her about the way her godsons viewed her. She was quite surprised when Kili and Fili didn't fear or run away at first yet just smiled. Her spirit was lifting a little bit, as she thought of all of the time she had with them so far. When they first met, laughed, and smiled. The time where she showed Kili the view; their flight together. It all came dawning upon her that Yavanna may be right.

"I have made a promise, Your Majesty, and I intend to keep it. For them, and their mother", she finally said, softly; a fond smile coming upon her being, confidence seeping into her voice.