Kildeer Rest He will tear your city down, o lei o lai o lord

A doe flashed, one without antlers, "My name is Célnes Déorwine, and those who are from the Déorwine family follow the High Elk," she wasn't sure why started to talk about her homeland, but seeing the doe, free in all it's form, prompted her to speak. She watched the grand being, flicker it's tail while ignoring the two. The company beside herself, was watching with an interest. Her eyes seemed to follow the deer, and naturally, so did her own.

"We only hunt, those without antlers."  Before her, was one of those apostles. Granted by the High Elk himself, he sent a blessing in disguise, perhaps a sign of his presence. She would be sure to share with her siblings about it eventually, as the first sign of seeing them in the forest, was one without antlers. Her younger sister in particular, may know of the signs. 

"It is a blessing, he has granted us a chance." With being said, the elken woman, skulked down the rock in a prowl, as her pumpkin gaze was locked upon it.