King Elk Forest Wait 'til the world is mine,

Worn out by the previous day’s hunt, Cenric kept to his den (a ways away from the rendezvous site. He preferred to sleep alone.) for the day. He’d been working tirelessly since the rise of their kingdom. It’s a well deserved (and well needed) break, but not one that would go uninterrupted.

Of all the wolves to come across him, he’s glad it’s his sister. Had it been anyone else he would’ve been slightly displeased. Cenric stood up when he saw her, not because he wanted to, but it was the proper thing to do. Célnes, he greeted with a brief bow. Out for a stroll?