Silverlight Terrace private reserve

Hunger clawed at his belly. He was tired of small game and thin meat. Kaylan longed to tear thick muscle from strong bone. It would go a long way in returning strength to his skeletal form. The scent of ungulate perfumed the breeze as he continued to cut southwards from the shore. He stalked the animal despite being yet unable to see it.

He came upon a verdant landscape of rolling hills and lush foliage that had yet to turn in the autumn. Kaylan moved at a comfortable trot. His blue eyes scanned for the creature that tantalized his senses. Saliva dripped from his jaws in anticipation.