Golden Glade King of Kings

"I believed you approached our elder first, and as we have no land to claim, we are travelling in a group; not to bully a child, but to find a home." Célnes couldn't believe the sheer audacity these wolves were going in a conclusion. If they couldn't smell due to the rain, it was obvious they would cross over without knowing their claim, yet even so, she dared to snarl at them and insult them even more.

The King could feel her head twist, and her smile seemed to tense up. She didn't look at them directly, only continued with narrowed eyes a rather polite look. The others surrounded her so, a comfort to be with family arms despite the disagreements they would have.

Even more-so a kid appeared, and the other barked like a Principle to them. She paid no mind to that woman, "It seems we have gone on wrong terms, though I do believe we have been wronged. Looking for but a home to call, we have been scorned and insulted," the Deorwine said with a sigh, "perhaps our elders have been right to keep to ourselves." The last part was whispered to the family, specifically to Odessa. The departing Firebirds would not be able to hear so.

She ignored the kid as well, "Return to the temporary territory, make sure to tell others not to come to these grounds nor' associate to the Firebirds." Though little did she know her dearest brother would go forth and talk to them. She felt quite wronged by this golden woman, who accused them so harshly and then egostisly called out their God as 'lunch.' She had thought to be peaceful with neighbors, instead they approached a Deorwine Elder, and started to insult.

What a pitiful day, thought the elken woman as she told others to go.