King Elk Forest resident mercenary checking in

Something more genuine makes its way across the simple man's face, good-natured even though the dark boy is squinting and haughty.  He had his doubts about this kid's capabilities as an alpha (although he had not introduced himself as such yet, so he held out hope.)

Well, pal, what's it look like?  It's followed with a good, hearty laugh, the way a father or even an old man might, the kind that crinkles the eyes and comes from the belly.  sometimes people were really just what met the eye.

I can fight, but I bet you could gather that.  But I also track herds, prey, their birth and death rates.  Comes in handy.