Golden Glade King of Kings

"You are being quite rude to guests. I apologize for my cousins, and other family, but we did nothing to you of danger." Célnes narrowed her eyes at the golden woman while caring a smile. The woman threw threats around, however only a pup stood underneath her and another brown-like companion to follow. She only gave a nod to the other, a friendly smile to flash, and one toward the pink-ish pup. An odd-coloring, but still unblessed. She felt more inclined knowing of the browner-wolf, and was tempted to flow with words to recruit her so.. But they were already in a fickle.

The woman insulted them so- calling them incested. The one trait of Deorwine is one can gain the name, and the bloodline was never important. So she said- though the royal bloodline was the only one that mattered.The namesake was their key to life, and any could join as long as they are blessed, "You are quite close-minded to think we are an occult of incest-wolves when you know nothing of who we are." The elken woman pointed it at as so, toward the rudeness that was given. 

"You do not own all land- I smell you not traced all over. Faint perhaps, but we are not claiming this land. We follow, where our Deity goes, and not of your word." Simple speech, but she said so. Célnes  made to say they would eventually leave, but not on her word. She held no authority over their wolves, only she and Cenric does.

"I am Célnes, King of Kingslend. Who are you?"