The Bracken Woods There will come a soldier,

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The trio of Célnes, @Cenric, and @Fréobearn stayed near a waterbank the found in the forest. They were wounded from the fires of their home, and the long journey they all took to find each other. She hadn't had a good sleep in ages, as the elk travelled for days to end in these wilds. She was alone however, and now that she was at peace with finding her brother and sister, the nightmares were slowly fading. But not completely. Not until they find @Kendrick.

She felt rejuvinated, while her sides still had burns, her fur was starting to recover, and hide what had happened. Occasionally she would wonder around, calling out for her little brother in hope he would come. She continued wishing, and praying to the High Elk he would still be alive, and soon would be reconnected with them all.

But, neither did she see any of the High Elk's apostles, or her brother.

Célnes assumed because the rest of them found each other in these woods, perhaps he would come to. It was unnerving however, how unfamiliar it all was. They were as large as their previous home, Kingsled, yet it wasn't. It was unwelcoming, bristled all around and cold to the core. She wanted to move on eventually, but not without him.