King Elk Forest Raven-song

The hunter found no need to introduce himself as his king already offered his name, though the task he was assigned was less than thrilling. Calhoun took note of the other twos names, not that he cared for them, but you never knew when something would become valuable information. With pleasantries out of the way (if you could really call them pleasant, Cal gave a final glance to his cousin before motioning with his head for the two to follow. The sooner he was done the sooner the cursed hides would be gone. Come. It was a single word command, one simple enough to follow with little room to offer more conversation. The High Elk waits for none. If there were no protests he would take them to the northern side of their borders to send them on their way.