Porcupine Ridge catcalls and mercy blows

The child was immediately looser and for it, Reyson was grateful. He hadn't wanted to force the boy back or scare him even further. This way it worked out.

Reyson nodded. Alright let's get you something to eat and then I'll escort you home.

Reyson gave a soft mmm. My name is Reyson Ebonywood.

He turned away for a moment and in a few quick strides he had the nearby rocks upturned and a few voles ran. Luckily he was large enough, one good stomp with large footpaw and they were dead. He had a brace of three and carried them towards the youth and lay them down.