Golden Glade King of Kings

Daggers were sent into her direction by a piercing stare. All of which affected the woman little. She had faced off far worse in her time before and there was little fear left in the old woman, who had sense now welcomed even death itself with open arms. 

To Celnes comment, however, her ears folded, expression softening for the young woman which it had not in some time now. It was true, they were often met with ridicule and disinterest. Of course, their 'colorism' would be one to put others off, but times, like this, they were simply looked down to by their beliefs. Odessa wasnt about to just stop believing in her culture and religion just to make the locals 'like them'. 

Alas, Odessa turned to make way back to their gathering site. Despite all this, the little group of shunned would not ruin her day entirely. She had spotted a sign from the high elk and for that today was worth celebrating.