Neverwinter Forest For the LOVE of – Okay

@Tonravik @Tonravik @Tonravik Rough start, but here goes. Lemme know if anything needs to change. 

He was back south. Again. After his recent ventures north, he'd learned the hard way how much he hated barren terrain. There was no shelter there. No signs of life. He much preferred something green and alive and living over no trees and the impending sense of death and dying. Buzzards over head were far more acceptable when there were other things in the vicinity that could die too. Otherwise, it was like they were waiting for him to do something stupid. Right. 

Alas, this forest was far more his style. He was picking his way through the lands, trying to figure out where to go next. North was a lot of no. He'd kind of been this way before, but had been an ass about it. Then again he had encountered another wolf from the spine later on and that rough and tumble kind of play had been fairly entertaining. He mused, contemplating his own thoughts as they churned and bred like rabbits. Screw it. He'd just travel and see what came of it.