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

Saeril stayed quiet, and exhaled through her nose, when Boromir hissed in her direction. As she had internally mentioned to herself, such an individual from the race of Man, was to be watched, which eventually formed into a list full of reasons as to why. She didn't share what these reasons were, but if anyone in their group held an observational ability, they would be quite apparent. The sound of Tauriel's defense made the elder nod in agreement, shortly before the Elf Prince held the princess close to him, hoping that his presence would be able to calm the girl down. Aside from her more-common protectors, like Kili, Saeril, Legolas, and Tauriel, they were all in this to protect Yavanna, from both friend and foe. No matter who it was.

While she had to defend the group with such a comeback, the elder had managed to pick up on the sound of Yavanna's voice within her mind. By the thought she had just received, Saeril heard the desperation within the young one's voice, until the girl's light began to radiate at such a impossible level, to the point of having to briefly burn the feathers of the elder's wings. As soon as the goblins disappeared, she stopped unleashing her power immediately, before shortly wincing at the burning sensation on her wings. The princess' light of purity had countered against the darkness that seemed to have shrouded Saeril for a long time, like exposing a vampire in the sun for a brief period of time. She really didn't mean to give her companions pain, but she had to keep the lot of the enemy away from them. However, the cost resulted in Yavanna's power to accidentally give her pain, as payment.

Before the winged she-elf could say anything to the younger, a roar filled the quiet halls, as a fiery light appeared in the distant of the chamber, casting eerie shadows upon the pillars. A huge shadow, surrounded by flame, appeared in the distance, before the ground briefly shook beneath their feet.

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

Or, in the same scene, I could have Saeril use her mental abilities to overwhelm (and eventually) kill Saruman, while Yavanna takes Grima's life.

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

LoL
Not to mention that Saeril would express her rage towards him for casting a spell upon her and Kili.
There will be no surprise for him to be fearful of her, considering on what he has learned from Saruman. I was thinking for her to kill him.

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

Yeah.
Having to be one of Middle Earth's most-powerful she-Elves, alongside Saeril and Galadriel, she'll be one of those not to cross when in the wrong light, especially if she loses those close to her.

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

I'm going to have to guess that it would happen when Haldir dies. Am I right? :)

BNH Academia: Quirk-y Fates { Alternate & Angel }

Having to perform a dive roll, Yaoyarozu dodged Heims' advancement, having to stay on her knees behind him, before standing back up. "Well, I suppose that we can just roll with it", the raven-haired girl voiced aloud, before having to get into a more-prepared stance, if Heims was going to charge again.

Nensu had her head down, just as Midoriya showed his concern for her, due to the fact that Endeavor was in the distance. The girl's eyes were shut, as if hoping her father would disappear the next time she would open them. "For now", she honestly told him, while having to hold her own hands, and begin to fidget.

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

It would make sense that would explain how she was able to see glimpses of Saeril’s past. She could perhaps be a “sensitive”, or a psychic...

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

Oh gosh!
Due to Yavanna being a target of the Dark Lord, any sort of reference would dramatically affect her, similar to Saeril’s case. Now this is getting interesting! :)
If that’s right...

BNH Academia: Quirk-y Fates { Alternate & Angel }

With Hiems landing on the ground, Momo stood above him, having to keep her hold onto the whip and shield. The two pieces might not be enough against his ice attacks, but they should be able to aim Yaoyorozu in defending herself from his punches, as well as launch some hits from a long distance. “Giving up already?”, she asked him. Not in a cocky way, but a rather confused and curoius way. Was he really done, after landing in such a position?

On the sidelines, Nensu watched the scene, before having to catch a glimpse of a familiar shade of red-orange, in the distance. Was it him? After all of these years, she had to catch sight of him at a time like this. As a reflex, she had to close her eyes to make sure what she saw, was either just her imagination or real-life. She really hoped it wasn’t the latter.

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

While she was carefully, and gently, shaking the young Hobbit, trying to get him to respond, Saeril's ears picked upon the conversation that slowly escalated, to the fact that the Steward Prince of Gondor began to clearly insult the young princess. She couldn't believe what she was now currently hearing, and yet, the sighting and sound of a slap filled the room. It was completely silent, by the time the sound came, and it only gave the winged she-elf the time to realize that Yavanna had slapped Boromir in the face, as retaliation for the many insults he just had the courage of saying. Saeril had just come to realize that the Elven girl will not even hesitate to give direct physical contact when angered; she forever kept this within her mind for the future.

"As I have warned you, Master Boromir: Navigate your words carefully in her presence", she said to the mortal from her position, who was jut rubbing his face from Yavanna's latest assault. As long as she had known her, the girl was not entirely gentle, especially when it came to her emotions; she was rather sensitive when it came to her feelings. That she knew quite well. 'Guess when it came to someone's bad side, the elder herself wouldn't be the only one to look out for.

Legolas didn't know that his beloved would be capable of such actions, but he could only feel proud that she would be able to stand up for herself when threatened. For that, he can trust her in such scenarios, although not completely; his protectiveness, and all that. He swore to himself to never be too far away from her, and for that, he didn't want his fear to come true.

Saeril was still kneeling by Frodo's side, and by the time the others joined her, the Hobbit had sat up immediately. Everybody was bewildered by the sight, having mixed feelings. That spear should have easily killed him. How could he still be alive after an attack like that? "I think there's more to this hobbit than meets the eye", Gandalf voiced aloud, before Frodo lifted up his shirt, showing no trace of an injury. "Mithril!", Gimli breathed, astounded. "You are full of surprises, Master Baggins", he smiled, impressed.

Before any positive feelings could be shared, drums sounded once again. "To the bridge of Khazad-dum!", the wizard said, having to eventually lead the group out of the chamber, and back into the halls, where Goblins start scuttling down the Pillars. As long as the group needed to outrun them, it wasn't possible, considering that the vile creatures were coming at them from all directions! Soon, they were surrounded, once again. However, a screech caused them the Goblins to back away from the group. Saeril was making the sound from the top of her lungs, which caused them to back away a bit further. Shouting Black Speech, the winged she-elf's eyes became luminous in anger and ill-intent. Eventually, every single one of them backed away completely, for it was their fear of the winged creature who once-served their master.