Neverwinter Forest death and death

Tonravik listened to him, an ear twitching. His apology was appreciated. And while it did bother her that he thought she truly would not seek him out in time, which she surely would have, she herself had not given him so much to go off of. Enough that at the very least, he knew she was not a wolf who lied, and would surely make him aware of the fact that she had no plans to search for him if that were the truth. Had it been she to make him suffer? But emotions were not things she understood, and she had not known herself to be hurt; she could not understand much of anything, her mind one gnarled, primal mess. But he had righted his wrong, and she had told him why she had been gone. 

That Lasher had loved her mother she did not know. Only that he had been devoted to Siku, and a good wolf and follower. She was silent, then, but thought of his leadership now. "Tell me of your life here." He would fill in those blanks, tell her what she had missed in this place and in more importantly his life.