Tuktu Weir Wearing a warning sign

welcome to wolf! just a simple note some packs 'unofficially' claim some areas though technically by site only can claim one.
kingslend unofficially claims silvercreek and the weir; adding for any confusion that may be in this post!

"You are awfully close to a packs land." The intruder greeted her lightly and didn't seem to expel any hostility, but she still had a narrowed eye look with a smile to her face. She didn't hide her eyes looming over to the white man, looking to his eyes, to his nose, his and to tail. He was all white.

She truly wondered if this was some sort of sign that High Elk was trying to give her, but Célnes was not one to know prophecies and seer-topics like her cousin Calhoun. She was tired of such tricks and riddles, and usually strung her own version of the sign to benefit her so, but of course, not too many believed as so. Her lies can only take so far, and does not seem to crack the holy wall that the followers have.

Everytime a loner was met, they were white. 

"I am Célnes Déorwine, King to Kingslend that claims this land." All said, with but a warm smile and the posture of a noble man.