Haunted Wood digging out stumps of old resentments that refuse to rot on their own (mtr.)

It was unusual for any other to call upon the group besides herself and Cenric. When she heard her cousin, Célnes followed through to the source, and found Calhoun, and Rohesia. One alone was a bother to deal with, as the raise of religion held them deep, but when together, she could only embrace for a headache.

Though a smile to them both and a polite nod despite the tension between, but her fire-lit eyes grazed to before them. She almost turned to disgust to what was seen, and preferred not to have her eyes linger further on the blasphemy. She could already see the two finding ways to turn this onto her, as the elk woman and the two Déorwine's were not on the best terms.

"Two lands we have found each other-" she did not count the original taiga, where only herself, Cenric and Freo' were originally in. They formed in two lands. The Mountains, and these flatlands of the wilderness, slowly but surely the family was forming between the two. However, there was no signs of where they could call a 'home,' "show they have been discarded by the High Elk. We have not seen him, and this," her paw waft over, "shows so."

Flawlessly said, even if she did not believe it herself.