Phoenix Maplewood O lei, o lai, o lei, o lord,,

"Thank you," Célnes gracefully accepted the compliment with a smile. She wasn't bashful, as the elken woman held pride to her name, especially the lineage of the Déorwine. She knew her own name meant 'breeze,' but their last name represented 'friend of the deer,' where the group truly praises the High Elk.

"I see," she said, "I am too new as well. I'm hoping to understand more about Whitebark." She believed adaption was key, since their homeland was now destroyed. Even if they tried to return, it was inhabitable. She was rather quick to move on the fact, seeing the more logical side to the issue. Her siblings, were similar in that sense- none were in too much anguish.

"Deer?" That was a good sign, as the High Elk would need to move from the blaze. She hoped they would find him soon, as his presence always meant a bountiful land.