Blackfeather Woods oathkeeper

It was perhaps a small gesture, but Sheogorath had a feeling that these words of thanks were rare for the young, brash wolf. He nodded in response, and said, "We can speak more about it another time. Or perhaps see poisons in action together." His eyes shimmered, and he was sure the boy would be interested to learn about the practical side of poisons, too.

Next time, then.

He slipped into the forest, continuing his way and search for herbs, hoping he would find something amidst the barren remains of winter.