King Elk Forest Till death do us part,

"Very so." The Deorwine King agreed to the Bull's words as she nodded to with a sickening sweet smile. Never once did Célnes come to the grounds to pray to him, but still created their area for those who still follow him so diligantly. Occasionally would she self-practice, for the comfort that someone may approve of her actions as no one else does..

But she knew, her belief to him was dying very slowly. However the facade of keepiong up with it was a must to win the hearts of the rest, "can you share me a prayer, Odessa? For the future." She asked the elder for a prayer to the High Elk in her honor, seeing if the other would instead caste her as a heathen to he, with a thousand horns, or bless her so.