Cassiopeia's View little bird, i have branches above my head

"You're mother sounds wise." She did not agree, nor' openly disagree with the matter. As one who personally dealt with the fire, she saw the destruction it could give, and did not see it causing life. It was just a simple fire, but instead set the whole forest ablaze. The mountains, the flatlands, everywhere there was green, it went into the smoke. 

Many perished, wolves, deer, and others. They were lucky to survive, and even today she could see the fire in her dreams. Célnes wasn't sure how to describe the feeling, it wasn't fear or caution, nor excitment or andrenaline.. She wasn't sure, and only remembered staring into the flames, as it stared back at her so.

"Destiny always finds a way for us- perhaps it was meant for you to find so. Kingslend always opens our arms to others." She said, opening the gates to an intitation toward her group.