King Elk Forest Wintertide Jubilee, the first.

One by one, voices joined in joyously until the pack had come together. Those who have not would face punishment later, so as it was in years passed. Calhoun never paid mind to the consequences for he never missed a festival, and on top of it, hunting was but one of his passions. Understandably it wasn't for all though, which was shortly proven as a mouse-like voice piped up to his side.

Calhoun turned, not expecting for whoever to direct their attention to him, but as his gaze fell to Sacnite the pieces fell together. She looked scared, but today was a day of celebration. She made it, that's all that really mattered. He chuckled shaking his head as his attention turned back to Celnes, Just run with us. Not everyone delivers a blow. So long as you attend, you will be part of the festivities.

I can branch off with cal for hunting with Wren if anyone else wants to join!