Neverwinter Forest Believe that time is always forever

June was being a little missus today. She wanted to go out but FitzDutiful had told her not to go far. In her typical, retort she waited until his back was turned and then stared daggers at him. How dare he tell her what to do?! When she had calmed down, thanks mainly to @Mason, she realised the sense in his words. The nights were getting longer and every so often she noticed leaves falling from the trees. The leaves weren't green any more either, in the ruined destruction of the forest it made things only look more haunted.

She noticed a new pack member, Alastor, walking past her and towards the forest. That wasn't very far was it? Letting Mason know she was going, and caring not whether he joined her, she headed off behind the pack member, doing her best to be inconspicuous. Whether she was good at stalking, or Alastor was too caught up in thoughts, she would never know but she followed him all the way into the forest. She watched him look around it as if it was his first time in here and so she did the same, appreciating the sight. She almost missed him when he started to continue walking again.

A scent wafted through her nose. Meat, but not meat. It wasn't the same as the scent on the meat that father brought back from successful hunts and she excitedly whispered to herself (or Mason if he was there)  that she wondered what it was and copied Alastor's movements. She wasn't as stealthy, though, and broke numerous twigs before coming up to the side of him. 

"What doing?" she asked him.