King Elk Forest We walk like there's nothing wrong

omg she's so sweet TAT if only he wasn't being such a mr grumpy gills right now! sorry your posts are so beautiful and im banging out these shorties :( he's fun, just not much going on in that head of his lately!

Rosencrantz. Their personalities completely clashed. Her open and friendly nature contradicted his stoic and stern behavior - especially as of late. Perhaps earlier he would have been excited to have met someone such as her, learned of where she hailed from, to have exchanged stories of the north and where they were, their customs, etc... but today, he had less than zero interest in anyone other than his primitive desires to fight. With his wounds from the sea beast barely noticeable now upon his hip, he was ready to take on the next beast. 

She approached with a friendly nature and his gaze hardened in response, a low growl rolling from the depths of his chest as a warning her not to come too close. He held no desire to fight such a creature as herself, but he would certainly teach her not to be too friendly to just about everyone she met in the near future. The last he had allowed to come close had shredded him to bits from the inside; he would not allow such a thing to happen again. 

Ears perked at her words that followed. She had spotted a herd a while back. Show me. He continued to demand, eyes focussing on the smaller woman and waiting for her to lead the way. Would there be the king elk present in the herd? Perhaps today he would find out whether the legend was true, or if it was a herd of prey just as any other.