Neverwinter Forest saturn

She had decided to range out from the Spine some today, and after a short bout of looking for him (and not turning up a good trail), she loosed a short howl telling Lotan of her intentions -- just in case he decided to look for her and not find her. Especially since she didn't know how long she'd be gone, where she'd go exactly, or what she might run in to. It seemed courteous at least, so after that, she sprung into a lope that headed for the depths of Neverwinter and weaved through the evergreen forest's darkness.

Without a goal in mind, she was not swift to think far ahead. She had managed to stay mostly rooted to the Spine lately, as surprising as it was, but there was always an interest in the beyond. Of the packs, of the lands around, of the wolves themselves... she could go on forever, and would just head this direction until something guided her elsewhere. She never really liked to plan ahead, anyway.

The forest thickened, and she began to suspect she was approaching its heart. Somewhere along the way, the agouti Ostrega had slowed to a jog so to better take in the sights. Not long after, she found that her path had come to a trail -- one that seemed vaguely familiar in that she had encountered it around the Spine. Naturally, she lowered her nose to the ground and tracked it.

What she came upon had her head tilting immediately. Not only was the subtle undertone of blood scenting the air, but it was a strange sight -- the bird, wing outstretched, and wolf looming nearby. At first she had thought maybe he had hunted the bird, but something about his posture did not say wolf with a fresh meal.. "Hi," she greeted, having approached the dark-furred male and bird from the side. Somehow, she almost felt like she was intruding on something but curiosity won out in the end, especially since he was a packmate she didn't know. "... what's going on?" she asked, eyes glued to the feathered creature on the ground and ears splayed accordingly.