Neverwinter Forest living like we're renegades

She'd heard him. Her footsteps stopped as he angled an ear to listen further as he moved throughout the brush. He knew himself. He could not blend here or anywhere else so naturally as his other wolves. He was not born of shadow, nor snow, nor anything else that might assist him. He was a creature of fire and so he burned through the foliage as he turned his path towards that of a looser circle around this female. He put himself in the background, while making his presence difficult to ignore.

A sound escaped her. His ears turned further only this time his eyes followed. His path turned, placing him in the distance before her. He stepped into a ray of light and passed through it before slipping back into the shadows of shade. Silent, he paused in his step as he turned and looked at her, lifting his gaze to catch her curious eyes as she tucked her chin as though he might suddenly become violent.

He watched her for a moment, tail flicking with mild interest into who she might be as he assessed her presence here. She was close to his home. Perhaps too close, but he knew not what her business was here. He'd scented the area. There was food to be poached here, but she didn't appear to have any interest following any specific trail. He lingered, watching her, but saying nothing.