The Bracken Woods There will come a soldier,

She followed, feeling the sunlight breezed against her smoldering pelt, while silently watching her sister look into the herbs. It gave a refresher to what once was, but this wasn't home, and she didn't want this cold place to be, "well," Célnes started, "I haven't seen anyone yet. But, I imagine they would not be Déorwine." 

The biggest characteristic for their family was the brown, warm and chocolate pelts. They came in light and dark shades, but rarely did any stray too far from it. She remembered those who were of completely different shades who tried for the initiation, was turned away.

"These lands will be much different then our own."