Golden Glade King of Kings

It was quite easy to say that each of the Deorwine wolves were brown, as mostly they were. Though each shared their own different markings, shades, eyes. One might think it could be a litter and their mother. A family... And then the blonde woman would dip her head down to her child, whispering first and yet then directing her attention to them as she continued. In one moment they were asking direction of the elk, the next they were being insulted. 

Quick the blonde pack-wolf went from a small warning to outright filthy. The words directed to her daughter causing sore muscles to tense in Odessa, jaw tightening and eyes narrowing as a rumble boiled up in the crone's throat. So quick she was to assume such sickening things just because they all held the same (divine) color? Not only this, but what deterred the woman further was how the pack wolf was so inclined to anger the group of strangers in front of her without any disregard of what the consequences could be. Was she so willing to put the lives of two children at risk just so she could be happy with mouthing off? The future of the pack in the bodies of the children should always first priority. Odessa, motherly to all of the Deorwine broad (as she was their wet nurse after all) found the act sinful. 

She was Godless and so cursed to eternal damnation. It was a shame she would be tearing her family down with her, especially given the yearling showed potential for absolution given that she carried the High Elk's blessed colors. Odessa couldnt help but tisk and shake her crown. Such a pity. 

Not shy to snarky remarks and rude gesture, Odessa countered as she too whispered to her broad, a snarl now placed to her graying mug as she mocked. Take a good look, my young. Bright yellow eyes to Niamh, This is what heathen swine looks like. And Celnes, in all her hopes tries to amend the situation. She calls the other rude however, as she was, and that these lands were not hers and thus the Deorwine would leave when they so chose to and when their King acknowledged them to do so. Odessa knew that them not quickly turning tale and leaving meant likely a retaliation would break when the blonde bitch didnt get what she wanted. Thus, Odessa aimed to protect herself and her young by displaying a readied posture for defense should Niamh in turn attack.