Neverwinter Forest to take

She felt Echelons inquisitive gaze and snapped her jaws fiendishly near to her subordinates cheek, the action clearly intended to miss as Tonravik was not one to miss her mark. The action was a demonstration done to answer the question: by force. Her tail waved, in a good mood. The typically ornery Tonravik felt lighthearted in her discovery, and looked to the land that she would soon lay claim to. First, to retrieve Kroc. With no leader, there could be no objection. None had stepped up in her stead.

Tonravik moved toward the border now, drinking heavy droughts of air with her nose. At the least, perhaps they could scent the direction the leader had went in, or if she had gone with anyone... but her interest in that at the present moment was minimal. Tonravik would take first, ask questions later. So she turned toward Echelon and surveyed her.