Neverwinter Forest to take

Through the brush, something came. For a moment her hackles rose like jagged spikes along her nape and spine, only to settle when the wolf that emerged was none other than Tonravik. Echelon's tail rose in a friendly wave, only settling at the passing bump and the rush of connection of body against body as her aokkatti passed her. She did not need to ask what it was that they were after; she would soon see.

Bounding after her, Echelon kept pace with her easily through the tangle of growth of centuries old. Wonder imparted the curiosity of what it was that she was about to be shown, though they still had miles to cover. They would go quickly however, for both Tartok wolves were carved from stone in spite of being nothing more than flesh and bone.