Nimbus Summit Striking down witches for what we don't say

It was about time the King had left the forest. Now that borders were firm, and many had taken their roles quite well, Célnes decided to explore outwards, and expand her view of the place. Though of course, she made a note to avoid beyond the mountain, and avoid the glade. The tension between Kingslend and Firebirds were high, especially now that it kept involving that child.

She found it foolish, that if they were to blame the deer-wolves of a childs tresspassing. If there was a war, she was wary. Those wolves had a strong foothold of the mountain, so she presumed. They had been there longer then Kingslend, so Célnes did not know what kind of allies they would face.

She preferred the life of seclusion, as so the ancestors had taken. Remain neutral, no enemies, no allies- but would that have to change? It was an event to sigh after, and wondered how to mend the situation. While feeling disrespected, and at awe' of the audacities they have been doing; she wasn't a fool to go to war over it.

On top of the mountain did she look, off to the little empire of the birds. Beyond the glade is where they belong, and around that area, she must avoid. The mountain was the best view, to determine where they might be. Though with mortal vision- it would only be a guess.