King Elk Forest happy birthday to the deorwine kings.

She knew too, her brother would most likely disapprove, not for the fact he disliked the guard, but more for the fact, the possibility of a gray child. It was simply distasteful to give birth to one, but she supposed as long as they weren't.. White, it would be far more acceptable. However, Célnes was on edge, as many saw her out of the High Elk's grace, and so she believed if the time came and she did.. 

Well, her family would only rub it in. She felt bitter, letting them even gloat in the factor.

"Slowly, and with time, to change our- their ways. We cannot survive like this, Cenric. This not not the old home anymore." Where abundancy of Deorwine, brown wolves were roaming, but as they travelled, majority were not the favored colors anymore. Spring would be rough for Kingslend.