King Elk Forest Hop skip jump, etc

Kingslend was more lively than ever before. Now that the family had finally found their god’s domain, everyone was doing their part to lay their claim. As King, Cenric had the most business to attend to. There was prey to hunt, borders to mark, and—unfortunately—trespassing children to deal with. 

He came upon the trio by chance. His cousin’s scents converged on the same path Cenric walked along, and he followed it out of curiosity. He was surprised to see Primrose at the end of the road. What was he doing on their borders?

Cenric approached the group with confidence and grace, as a King should. He glanced towards Ravinger, who held a bouquet of flowers in his jaws (how strange), then Calhoun.

Just able to catch question he answers, She knows we’ve met. Cenric couldn’t call it a friendship. They were aquatinted at best, but even that was misleading. I ran into Primrose on neutral ground, and he took me to meet his mother.

He cast his gaze down towards the boy. Greetings, I wasn’t expecting a visit. Does your mother know you’re here?