[b][u][center][color=forestgreen]Galen Derricson[/color][/center][/u][/b]

Gale grinned, glad to have a conspirator in his plot to have a hunting adventure in the woodlands. [color=forestgreen]"Great, I-"[/color] Then he was surprised by another body wrapping around him- or just the body's arm anyway. Alph's voice brought an excited smile to his face, one that was sure to endure all day because of the older boy's return to the village. Only it didn't. He glanced down at the compliment, embarrassed at the flush of emotion that ran through him, and glanced back up just in time to see Alph's expression flicker, making Galen doubt the honesty of the words.

Feeling doubly embarrassed about his feelings twisting up in response to false words, Gale's expression fell, and he looked away to hide it while Gren invited Alph along. It was a good idea, embarrassed or not, Galen wanted to hear the stories all the same.

He began looking around for the others they were going to invite. Maybe one of the girls? Few of them hunted, and it would be nice to change things up and bring on of them along, or a few if they wanted, Galen had no desire keep the wonders of traipsing about the woodlands to the menfolk only. A glance back at Alph revealed the distraction for what it was. He hastily forced himself to forget the fleeting misunderstanding on his part.

He was about to voice the idea, of seeking out the girls, when a new voice called out to them. Demund had found them, and was now fussing over Alph's sword. Alph was quite popular among the youths in Mashal, he wasn't even surprised really, after all, Gale was quite fond of the reckless young man himself. Demund's fretting was actually quite amusing, and returned the grin to Galen's face. [color=forestgreen]"He won't be needing that where we're going."[/color] He commented, [color=forestgreen]"Why don't you come with us? We're going to try and get the jump on something furry munching on the still-dewy leaves."[/color] He said almost teasingly, though who he was teasing was up in the air. [color=forestgreen]"I'm feeling lucky today, think we might even make some extra."[/color] That wasn't exactly true, he wasn't convinced that was what he was feeling, but something was going to happen and what was more likely than a good hunt?