King Elk Forest Hop skip jump, etc

More appeared to his delight, though he was caught off guard by their quick movement. A wolf just as dark as the rest had snatched the pretty flowers from his jaw, and to his dismay, Primrose blinked at the sudden loss. "I, um..." he murmured, watching as the stranger was off in their own world, proclaiming loudly about fans to himself. "Those are for Cenric, please, please, please don't destroy them!" Primrose squeaked. They took forever to hunt down with the dwindling summer's warmth.

"I don't know what a fan is either, but I can be one if you really want me to. Is it like being friends?" The pale boy questioned before turning to the one still shrouded in darkness. His ears falling at the news of Cenric being busy. "Oh..." He didn't mean to sound disappointed, but he really was looking forward to seeing the king and hearing stories. He had been patiently waiting till he wasn't sick and was able to leave.

Perhaps Rav could have the flowers then...

But at the sudden shift in air, Primrose turned his head to the tune of Cenric. Ecstatic and overwhelmed with joy, he rushed past the border of trees in an attempt to barrel into his newly found friend. "Cenric! Hi!"