King Elk Forest Say what’s on your mind so I get the message

A noise — someone approaches. He’s opening his eyes, the prayer on his lips begins to fade. Though he finishes the sentence even as the wolf approaches. He hopes that the high elk has brought him something of use. Upon further realization, they have. His cousin, Célnes. 

His golden orbs watch her intently. He doesn’t go in for some sappy hug, he doesn’t smile. He is only relieved that their bloodline with live on, they live to serve the High Elk. He is not blind to the fact that he is looked upon as cursed or bastardized because of his mother. He nods once. “I have and wish to follow.” He says simply. “Have you seen my sister?” He asks then, the thought crossing his mind.