Neverwinter Forest kill the messenger

she roused from her morning rest, the crisp bite in the air slowly fading as spring begun to warm the edges of the earth. limbs stretched to tug on stiff muscles just as the silhouette of her husband molded to her vision. he beckoned her, and she turned to follow.

her footsteps were hushed behind the figure of the man she'd taken as partner, tired eyes slowly losing the weight beneath them as the pair traveled. she slowed as he did, ears cupping forward at the sound of his question.

was she happy within morningsong? it was straightforward and easy to process, to which she answered with a tip of her chin and, "i am content." happy would be a stretch, though she wouldn't have gone to the extent of being displeased either. "though in recent days i have found it fading," she revealed with shimmering truth.

many of those who had gathered during the time she had joined were now gone. each day it felt like a new scent began to fade, and in truth, she thought it only a matter of time before there were too few of them to hold the glacier as a home.

"what is on your mind?" she questioned with a step towards arktos, absinthe gaze breaming with interest for his thoughts.