WolfLover

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

I think so, I was going maybe her just being sensitive to Saeril's actions..but that works too :)
And it would make sense..guess it also gives glimpses of how strong her powers are.

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

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. 'Saeril Stop! STOP...STOP.' 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.

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

That sounds good :) I am sure Legolas might appreciate a few extra tactics. They might start in Lothlorien,when they spend bit more time together and talk :)

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

I am sure Legolas might be tempted to do something, too. Not that I'd blame him if he did lol :)

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

Oh, haha I always planned for Boromir/Yavanna relationship to be this way since the meeting. Seemed fitting, Yavanna would show him a thing or two. Besides Yavanna has always been strong, but Saeril is making her stronger still.

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

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...yet." 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.

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

Yavanna heard Gandalf's harsh words towards Pippin-whom looked to the princess in sadness and guilt. Yavanna gave Pippin a soft smile, as if to tell him not to worry.That Gandalf probably didn't mean to be so harsh with him. Yet it was also true, that Pippin should have had more common sense, than he did. But he as always, couldn't help himself when curiosity got the better of him.

As the enemy were approaching. Yavanna was quick to load her bow, after the doors were barricaded. Kili and Tauriel whom stood near her, with Aragorn and Boromir, Legolas, Gimli and Saeril...all got their weapons out. All ready and armed.The Orcs were trying to get through the other side...the door slowly breaking apart...few arrows whizzing as they were fighting them off, before they could get inside. But managing to get inside...the small army of orcs that went to check out the noise...swarmed in.

Yavanna switched to her sword, as the orcs came near her. She was quick and light on her feet. It seemed like the tactic Saeril had taught her on the road came handy, as she was quicker. Anticipation their next moves, giving her the advantage. Blocking attacks of easier. Stabbing, heads being chopped off. Despite the fact that Yavanna had fallen off the mountain; she still fought like a true warrior. Any pain she felt, she used it to give her more strength...focusing on something else, than the stinging of her bruises as she moved. One orc managed to kick her...sending her flying backwards.But doing a flip mid air. Yavanna landed on her feet on the edge of the well...and with a flick of her wrist. Telekinetic force, knocked the advancing orc and one of his friends, whom were going going at her; backwards into Tauriel and Kili's swords...whom stabbed them from behind.

Kili and Boromir were impressed Yavanna could still fight, despite her injuries. But the look on her face said it all; she was not one to be messed with. Soon loud footsteps were heard...as the cave troll was coming in. Kili looked a bit shocked...swallowing. When he saw the large beast that walked into the room. "Oh bloody hell...." How on earth where they supposed to get rid of that thing?

Yavanna and Kili ducked out of the way, as the troll advanced towards them. But Yavanna already had a thought ticking in her head. She was sure, she could out smart that knuckle-head of a beast. After all, the troll might be big...but not so smart. Kili glanced towards Yavanna; seeing the look in her eyes. God lord, please don't let her do this alone. He thought to himself. Fighting her way through few of the orcs, Yavanna tried to get closer to the troll, whom was making his way towards the young Hobbits. Boromir run in his direction, to defend the little one's...but the troll knocked him backwards with his bat like weapon. Knocking the mortal out. Advancing towards Boromir to finish him off...luckily Merry and Pippin threw some rocks at the troll's head...getting his attention and distracting him away from Boromir.

In the mess of it all, the troll had managed to stab Frodo. Yavanna gasped seeing the young Hobbit get impaled. Before dropping to the ground. The look in her eyes grew. Getting the troll's attention. "You want to play troll?!" Yavanna told him. "Then come on!" she challenged him.

"Yavanna, what are you doing?" Kili called to her worried. He really hoped, she knew what he was doing. The troll looked down at the young elf, swinging his weapon. With a jump. Yavanna caught onto the chain part. The troll growled, shaking his weapon to try and shake her off. As he tried to swing it...as he swung it, Yavanna clung to it with her hands,kicking the troll in the face with the speed of him swinging the weapon near his head; in effort to shake her off. Looking confused as something had kicked him. Letting go off the weapon...Yavanna landed on the ground with ease on her feet again.

Getting his bearings back...the troll swung at her again. With a flick of her wrist. A telekinetic energy sent his weapon flying from his grip. Hitting him right on the head. The troll let out a sound stumbling back...dizzy. Running towards the troll, near the wall and the pillars. Yavanna bounced off between the wall and pillars, to reach towards the troll's head. A little telekinetic energy gave her a boost-as she could control it from other parts of her body. Not just her hands...sent her flying, giving her a bounce off from her feet. As she flipped herself mid air. Pulling out one of her daggers...she stabbed the troll in the head, as she landed on his shoulders. The troll let out gurgling sounds, as it began to topple forward.

Jumping from the troll's shoulders...with a flip mid air. Yavanna landed on the ground, with a slide. Turning around, as the troll fell face flat on the ground. Kili and Aragorn stared at Yavanna, along with Gimli...mouths hanging open. The girl had almost died...yet took down a cave troll?

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

As Yavanna held onto Legolas' hand softly, feeling him clutching her hand against his chest. Yavanna glanced down towards him, seeing his eyes were closed almost like he was praying. Her other hand gently touched his cheek, letting her warmth and love transfer to him through her soft touch. But she did listen to Gandalf as he spoke to Frodo about their stalker, whom was once named Smeagol. Yavanna wished there was something she could do, to make Legolas feel a little bit better. But what? She hoped his shut out, silent stage wouldn't last forever.

Frodo was quiet as he listened to Gandalf, talk about the once Hobbit named Smeagol that was following them. "Smeagol." he muttered to himself, as if to remember Gollum's real name. As Gandalf suddenly remembered where to go. Merry stood up "Ah, he's remembered!" he said with a smile.

"It doesn't seem to smell so bad, down that way either." Yavanna said seeing where Gandalf was pointing to.

Kili held onto Saeril...seeing a few things that she tried to transfer to him. Which only seemed to add a little bit to his confusion...not understanding it fully. It seemed like he would need to talk to Gandalf indeed. Get more answers. When the group began to move, they followed Gandalf towards the new destination, as they carried on their journey through Mines of Moria. At times, Yavanna looked around, admiring the beauty of the Dwarvish structure, once more.

But suddenly, Gimli spotted something that didn't quiet sit right with him. Something that looked like a recent attack on his kin. Rushing into one of the rooms, he yelled out in shock and grief. "No....No!" dropping to his knees, as a sob escaped him. In front of him, was a similiar coffin where Fili and Thorin were resting in the Lonely Mountains...but this one belonged to Balin. As Yavanna and Kili rushed over to see what had Gimli upset...Yavanna gasped, as her hand flew over her mouth, in shock. Yavanna had liked the elderly dwarf..his passing a sad one. It seemed like he had came back to reclaim Moria, not long after they departed...but ended up dead...along with few other friends of theirs that went with him. Kili was stunned and shocked, by the sight...poor Balin was gone.

There was even a skeleton sitting on a well, with a book. Pippin as stupid as he was, was looking at the skeleton...touching it. Because his curiosity was getting the better of him. But when it fell backwards, making a crash at the bottom, he couldn't help but flinch at the echoes, it caused.

Yavanna just sighed, seeing the guilty look on the young Hobbit's face. The sound of drums soon picked up and Frodo's sword began to glow. "Orcs..." Yavanna frowned. Suddenly a few arrows whizzed past their heads, making her duck. Boromir had just rushed back into the room, from where ever he was. "They have a cave troll." he frowned. Using her powers of telekinesis...to shut the large door, keeping it shut, whilst Aragorn and Boromir began to barricade them in, along with Tauriel's help...to give them bit more time, before the swarm of Orc's would burst in on them.

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

It's official...I can't look at Frodo the same way anymore...not after seeing this...

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

Staying by Legolas' side; her hand almost glued in his. She silently hoped he at some point would say something. This silence from him...it was heart-breaking to say the least. It made her worry. Feeling him kiss the back of her hand, her thumb gently brushed across his knuckles. But she listened to Gandalf talk about the creature that was following them..."....He wants the ring..." Yavanna breathed out softly. Knowing a little about Gollum, and the ring was in his possession before Bilbo found it-and what it had done to him.

"He escaped?" Frodo asked...a little unsure. As last anyone heard, that Gollum was captured and getting tortured, for information on the ring.

As they all waited for Gandalf to make up his mind on their route. The Hobbits were sitting down on few of the rocks around. Listening to the conversation between Yavanna and Gandalf...but Pippin glanced backwards to where Yavanna had spotted Gollum...the pair of eyes glowing in the darkness...but always dissapearing every now and again.

In Kili's mind. The Delva he thought he knew-wouldn't have lied..and wouldn't have done those things. Yet she was capable of such darkness. Which is what had left him confused...and still a little unsure, if she was still the same person he knew. But she was a victim...that much was true. And in some ways...she was the Delva he knew...in orders, she wasn't. But Kili did miss her. It would just probably take him a while to accept, that she had a darkness to her that should be feared. As they hugged, he was silent.