King Elk Forest the wrong name

Uka was never afraid of the spotlight, so he didn't budge when his examination began. C'mon, you can't guess? he cooed, finding himself smiling a sinful thing, It's Eucalyptus, but I go by Uka now. It's a lot easier on the ears. At least, Uka thought it was, but his parents would have respectfully disagreed, give or take on the latter. Now, he wasn't too keen on honeypotting when there were other options, but he was tired and his legs hurt; he wanted to rest, and he knew he wouldn't be able to do that until he was no longer under this boy scout's scrutiny.

And your name? I figure it'll be easier to find my way back if I have a name to call you by.