King Elk Forest The Other Side Of Paradise

She could feel her energy drained and a storm above her head. The incident with the Firebirds were still in thought- and what could've been changed. She tried to ignore it most of the time- but being a King, the ambassador of the pack, she knew good relations were quite important. However Cenric in particular was doing so amongst other packs, and while the siblings in particular never talked about it, there was no protest to each others actions.

They were peacefully co-existing. She was glad he was a King alongside her so, and whole not admitting it, she felt it would be more trouble to harbor the families spite by herself. Especially since the Déorwine was doing the unspeakable of letting the less holy of them enter the brigade of Kingslend.

Her focus was moving away from Hideaway Strath. Scouting was one of her pleasures in life, but as well as an anchor of memories.

"Calhoun," She saw her cousin, and Célnes slithered to his side and looked upon the view. Fire-lit eyes opened wide at what was scene, and it was obvious to not only him, but her as well.

"Praise be the High Elk."