King Elk Forest put your hand in mine

"Please, call me Célnes." Friendliness was key to a regime she so desired. An iron-fist can only go so long, and if loyalty was to be gained, it surely was not that way. Her father with his rigid ways never gained support in the throne, but she? Had gained but a few followers only due to a liars charm.

"I do not mind." She was nervous, and so the King flashed a warm smile to assure her so; there was no problem, "there is a young man named @Kiyoshi who frequently guards the borders, we'll follow his path." He was one of the constant wolves amongst the path, and non-surprisingly. Majority she found would rather guard the herds, but not neglect the borders too well. He on the other hand, didn't seem to interested in the elk, and the Deorwine did not mind that, but appreciated it.

"Do tell me, where did you come from before us?" Momentarily did her nose stuck to the ground to catch his scent, and doing so she asked the other a question.