King Elk Forest Hop skip jump, etc

Calhoun cared not for the sniveling child dangling from his maw. He hadn't hurt him, in his mind, this was a justified punishment, a warning of what could happen for crossing pack lines so easily. Any other pack, hell even some here might have done worse for his actions. Primrose should have known by now how packs work, and if he didn't that wasn't his fault. Alas, his King spoke, so he would lower the boy to the ground before releasing him.

The hunter was scolded, but he merely flicked an ear. It was starting to feel like he could never win, but be as it may the only approval he truly needed was the High Elk's. A red gaze shifted to the bard beside him who tried to test his patience. He boiled underneath, but blowing up now would do him no good. Who was Ravinger to look down on him anyway? Calhoun had already proved himself Of course he can not harm us, it is about respect and worthiness. Shall we allow him to cross our borders so freely once he is no longer small? To disrespect us and our God? Cenric does not need protection, but he should not have his time wasted unless he so chooses to waste it himself.

The male snorted with a shake of his head, If you choose to sing about me, make sure my history is accurate. Keep in mind, you speak to a Baron. My deeds are already exalted for my devotion and discovery of the new land. To think one would even suggest rewriting history into a false vision. Ravinger would never be exalted with that kind of mindset. You should take pride in reciting our history. Do make sure you do not disappoint your ancestors.