Golden Glade King of Kings

As the group settled in the strath, she spent days alone, finding clues and any signs. Occasionally taking fire from others while defending her claim, and seeing the glares from family. At the same time, trying to recruit others, and keeping the flames at a bay. Célnes knew her brother @Cenric was trying to calm them down the most with a smooth smile, their families trademark. Though even he, would have trouble defending against her actions.

There was signs that others claimed what she was doing was unfaithful, and that the High Elk would disapprove. Though no signs came directly for herself, and she did not believe them so. Diverge the thought somewhere else, but of course, @Calhoun and @Rohesia, would always look at her with scorn. 

There was Odessa as well, once an old woman who cared for her so, looked at her like a heathen. The elken woman found her trail leading outside of their current domain, and followed so. She would expect to find her dead on the path, but instead alive, and with a woman of golden colors. It reminded her of @Taikon, however he contained a mixture of white, while she was a pure golden sunset. The closest that their blessed color could be, yet off, like she was simply throne to the side and ignored by their Deity.

The Déorwine's fire-lit eyes followed to where the heads turned, and froze in place.

He was here.

Célnes could not differ if it was the High Elk himself, and assumed so but an Apostle. They encountered some at the bracken woods, but the land seemed unblessed and cold, and none to be found. Though this land seemed rich in love, and his apostles were here.. Was it possible? 

She approached the duo, a side-eye toward the elder as a smile approached, before asking the woman, "hello miss," the elk-girl greeted and turned toward her, "would you know where they normally cater to?"