Neverwinter Forest Once there was

Rodyn returned to neverwinter. He liked the darkness. He felt close to his son here. And @Callyope was here. But there was a difference to the air. The loam disturbed. And he breathed in and heart stuttered, mind went blank, but only a moment.

Mixed scents curling around each other closely and far away. And Rodyn shook his head. He was not an exciting man. He did not seek out things not meant for him. And this time he stepped no further over the line of the forest.

Instead he hunted a winter ermine. It's fur a mix of white and brown. And when he caught it. He skinned it. Worked the fur between his paws and teeth. He spent hours on it. Then he lay it at the bottom of the tree. A few pretty rocks and then he dispersed.

His small goodbye and blessing for the forest. Moontide needed him now as it always would.