Lone Star Mountain You think you know witches from stories and such,

"I understand," she responded with an understanding smile, despite a rather negative cloud floating within. A shame, if she simply gained a follower only to lose days later. Perhaps the karma of Whitebark came back, but she thought to leave on good terms. It could've been worse if she left without a word- simple miscalculations, "we all searching."

She'll learn.

"Thank you," and the Deorwine didn't object to it. At the moment it was just the two, as Freobern went home, and Cenric wondered off as usual. She couldn't deny it felt a bit comforting, knowing there was protection to your back, as normally she would be alone. However at the same time, she should not get used to it.

"Will you come back once you find them?" Célnes  gently laid onto the ground, her head high while staring at him with a questionable smile.