Horizon Ridge HUNT · i believe in the sand beneath my toes

It had been mere hours since she had discovered this place and been ranked amongst the creatures here, but already there was more to see and more to experience than in Neverwinter.

Bayou lifted her head when the summons rang out. She did not move from her sulking amongst the trees, as she was not a hunter. She was a thief and a scoundrel, eager to find the cache system and feast upon that. Winter was here and the wraith-daughter was not about to expend energy to eat.

With her head pointed angular towards the sky, she gave a snort, and resumed her sleuthing - scurrying from shadow to shadow, as she was wont to do.