Neverwinter Forest it ain't so

With the winter days came earlier sunsets, a bit of a pain for most, but for Eydis? All it did was put rabbit meat on her mind.

The bluebell-eyed woman exited her den at a trot, tail held high as she prepared for a hunt of her favourite meal. Deer was good, but rabbit? Delicious. A meal one did not have to share.

She hope to bring back a few - maybe flush out a burrow if she was so lucky. Her tail waved at the thought. Though of course, that would be difficult to manage on her own. Eyes shifted, searching for a wolf she could pull along. A purely anti-social creature at heart, but her work was more important than her preferences.

healing creatures needed meat, needed pelts.

which meant that sometimes even Seiðkona must dirty her paws too. she would not allow herself to be thought of as above any hard work that those around her did.

here was a face. somehow still new to her despite its prolonged presence in forneskja.

may i invite you hunting? her eyes and voice warm.