Sleepy Fox Hollow To stir such a cauldron, you've got to be strong,

"We are in new land, brother, we must keep an open mind." Traditions were a deep route for the Deorwine's, and the racism upon other pelts held true even to their dying day. The 'holiness' of the brown pelts, and their superiority seemed no more, when they were now just dwindled to a smaller, disbanded group of the old home.

"He is searching for someone at the moment." And she would not know when will be back. She prompted her sibling to walk with her as they talked. It had been some time since the two were one on one, and perhaps.. A moment, Célnes dropped her facade of a smile, and looked at him with a serious and concerned gaze.

"Cenric our home is gone," she swallowed, "what do you think is our purpose?"