Neverwinter Forest la vie en rose

@Eshe

The forest was peaceful, in a sense. The pack that had been chosen by the golden male had held a very traditional means of pulling strangers into their ranks. Once he had been accepted into the brood, Sawyer had found himself feeling quite at home underneath the thick trees. The wood was dark and secluded, and it reminded the gold-cloaked creature of his home. He would have thought that – should his family seek to find him in the Teekon Wilds – they would have thought to look where their kind was most comfortable. The only thing that had left the boy in a sense of doubt was that he had not met a single soul in their pack. At the very least, if he had sought to join Moonspear, he would have known the dark wolf Dash. Neverwinter Forest was entirely new.
 
As the boy wandered across the forest floor, he was forced to remind himself that he had set out on his own in need of adventure. The hardship that he would face would be because he was determined to make a life for himself. The Wild Wood of his birth had been a beautiful home, and he would have a place amongst them for the duration of his life, if he had chosen to do so. Sawyer simply did not want to grow complacent with his life. He wanted to fasten himself to something new and breathe in a lifestyle he had never experienced before. The gold-cloaked man had a feeling that the forest would be a suitable place to do so.