Neverwinter Forest Believe that time is always forever

Mason drank in the advice given to them by this new mentor. Silence. They needed to watch the ground. And the wind needed to be blowing the other way – Mason almost giggled when wondered what you were supposed to do if you created your own smelly wind – but he managed to keep it swallowed in his throat.

He followed immediately after Alastor (although behind June who pushed ahead) when he was commanded to keep close. He tried to place his paws – large on the ends of his skinny legs – pretty much where the adult did. He could understand not making a noise but it was harder than anticipated. He did make a few crunches here and there. Luckily once they neared the deer, his noises had been stemmed by more careful placement.

He looked past the male’s grey body to spy on the deer. There were a few huddled together in a group – they were out because when they split he knew they would all go in different directions, leaving him uselessly lunging after one. He knew this because rabbits did the same thing and he had encountered it enough times to know not to bother. 

June’s outburst mimicked his original thoughts – the big one! More food for everyone. But something niggled at his mind, something his dad had told him. Always find the weak, old or young one – especially if they were on their own.

He looked over the herd again and spotted one grazing next to a tree, a little ways off from the rest. A branch cracked overhead and a leaf dribbled down, causing the deer to start and trot awkwardly some paces away before it stopped to look around. “That one” he breathed quietly, “with the funny walk.”