Golden Glade Home on the Remains

he blinks. "no, that's," he starts, then stops, sighs, rolls his shoulder. "it's named after the king elk, the wolf killer. we share the forest with him." the vailë emphasizes wolf killer, expression turned intense. it's not like he can really fault the guy for being cavalier - but you bet he does anyway. "i mean there are other elk in the forest. he's - the king elk - is just not - prey." something tells him quixote isn't gonna be able to wrap his mind around that little idea, he thinks as he eyes the mangled crow carcass. well: whatever.