Emberwood Light it up

It didn't go unnoticed, that he gave his name, but was not entrusted with one in return. Though Gun doubted he could blame the boy. It was clear that he had not had an easy go of life, and he trusted no one. Perhaps if he had been raised differently, even he would have been mistrustful.

Guns heard the grunt and turned, gun metal grey eyes to the boy, covered in mask. He saw the boys stiff legged stance, and point and knew they had found what they were looking for. He moved a little closer and nodded his head.

You caught it closer than I. Lead the way youngling.

Gunnar hid a smile, knowing the youth would hate to be called as such. Though he felt bad for the boy and had initially wanted to tan his hide. He was growing a bit of an amusement for the pouting nature of the boy.