King Elk Forest Raven-song

"There are no white wolves in these forests," she wouldn't allow it. She could allow the gray-scales, the goldens, maybe leniancy on the unspoken blacks. But never, would she allow a pure white wolf to enter Kingslend. Thinking Whitney alone was a headache, and thankfully that wolf had not been introduced in a long while, not since her sister had announced she had survived.

It simply seemed like a bad omen, especially since this was the second one that the wolf had seen, "There are only Deorwine's and lost ones here- but we are too full to accept anymore." A reference to the children and her guard, the unholy ones that Célnes had accepted. It was true there was a lot- but there was still more room. Her mind was a bit on edge for the appearence of more white wolves.

It was a strong hint he should leave before too much trouble. All, with just a smile.