Neverwinter Forest tonight, i am tristessa

She’s able to relax a little when Amekaze tells her they aren’t two close. It’s just two of them. They are hardly a threat, but she does worry when she returns with those in Drageda in tow again. They’d pass by once with a significant number of wolves and ran into them once but she’d gotten too close then. Their direction will remain the same, however, and they plan to return as easily and quickly as possible when they are both ready. She’s made foolish mistakes in the past, attacking too soon and getting many killed. It won’t happen again this time. It will only be the enemy that falls.

“I did,” she says, but her attention is more focused on what Hydra has learned of her mate. “Has she,” she says more than asks, taking a long moment to consider what to do with this information. Moonspear has problems with the wolves—or one wolf, she remembers—and she is curious. “Drageda and Redhawk share an interest in getting rid of them,” she states with an irritated flick of her tail. “Does Moonspear?”