King Elk Forest There's no need for vanity, no need for fuss.

Sacnite slowly settled on her haunches.
Like someone meeting their royal friend.
She supposed it may be like that.
"It is a very nice place to be," she complimented. she didn't think she'd return to Tuktu. But here she was, settling here again.

"I haven't met everyone yet, but most seem happy here too."
She gazed around a feeling of being watched creepy up her legs and back, making her curl her tail to her paws and look back to Célnes for comfort and security.
She were just a doe after all.

"Why here though?" She didn't want to ask too much. Many came from bad places, and Sacnite didn't particularly like relishing on her past as of yet. She did note the bare patches of skin littering her right side. Perhaps she were mauled by some savage.