King Elk Forest Hop skip jump, etc

pp permission given by wilth

As if his name alone had summoned him, his King approached answering the Baron's questions in place of the boy. His squabble with Ravinger was mostly ignored along with the kid's pleas to treat his flowers gently, but at the very least his dramatic cousin didn't make him cry.

When Prim finally caught sight of the King he was quick to call out and worse, cross their borders. Oh no no no no no no no that wouldn't do. The kid might have been quick to sprint, but Calhoun was faster. As the orange boy dash by, the hunter's fangs flashed with the accuracy of a cobra latching onto his scruff before he could trespass any further and lifted him from the ground so he had no way to fight the hold. Have you any respect for the King? His words were muffled by his hold of the child, but he was willing to sacrifice speech for control.

Hot breath would hit the boy's nape as a growled sigh left Calhoun's lips, eyes flicking back to meet his King's gaze to see just what exactly he wanted to do with the boy. If he allowed him in the territory, he could not argue, but until then he was a trespasser, one he wouldn't let roam so freely.