Hideaway Strath held him down, broke his neck

Cenric always seemed to disappear at times, but couldn't say much, for she had done the same. Though he always ended up doing something, then take a pleasure trip; she was only vaguely aware he would meet some particular individuals, and off-handedly mention it on a later day. So when the King smelled her brother wandering away from their holy forest, she held a curious snile, and decided to follow in the distance.

Though upon tracing his scent, she couldn't help be raise a brow to even more surrounding their old retreat. It was familiar, like the one they smelled upon Kendrick when the royal family had reunited, but now long has it been gone, and nearly she had forgotten. Though surely that was at the mountain, was it not?

Upon hearing voices, Célnes continued further into, before coming out of the shadows and being greeted by quite a few. Her fire-lit eyes in particular, took notice to the unholy. White as snow, and just as unblessed as the three within the old home. Then there was the man, he too adorned the white with black stripes.. 

Interesting she thought, while coming up to her brothers side, "We have neighbors?" a small vixenous laughter.

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