Bitterroot Valley Yeah, right. What're you gonna do, punch me?

The elken woman smiled at the yearling, as they said farwell. He was a bit awkward, but seemed sweet enough, "I appreciate it." Célnes hasn't met many there were not of Deorwine, but she has had her clash of loners within their forests. Unfamialrity, and a scare to what they did not know.

Though many who were not blessed like herself and siblings alike, they were generally nice so far.