Chapter 415 - 414: Time to Feast
Chieftain Kuruck strode into the dining hall with a booming presence, his deep laugh preceding him as he opened his arms wide.
"My children!" he bellowed warmly.
One by one, he walked down the length of the table, placing a firm hand on each of their shoulders or giving them hearty pats on the back. His greetings were rough but affectionate, not like a courtly noble, but like a seasoned warrior. There was no mistaking the pride in his voice as he welcomed each of them personally.
But when he passed an empty chair, he tilted his head.
"Where’s Nocren?"
Looking at the time, the two hour period had already run out. The siblings glanced around at each other, each silently wondering who would speak up, until a voice called out from beyond the hall.
"I’m here! I’m here!"
Nocren, rushing at full speed, barreled into the room. Once inside, he raised his right hand proudly, holding up the stiff body of a large Ironbeak. Its head bore a clear crystal horn, something only the flock leader would possess.
Seeing that he had made it in time, Kuruck nodded approvingly. "A little slower than usual, but a fine catch nonetheless. Good work."