Neverwinter Forest a whole new world

If Scimitar had learned anything about himself over the past few months, it was that he was a weak man. Eshe had come upon their borders ta the Ridge, and while he had known it would have been better for both herself and Bazi had he turned her away, he had been unable to. Instead, he stole the bits of happiness he could – like a soul sucker. His children had bared the brunt of this as well – they made him endlessly happy, and yet he had been ousted from their life now – and he couldn’t even blame the ivory she-wolf who had done so... just himself.
 
Even worse was the guilt that came upon him when he dared to feel happy at the turn of events – the ones that allowed him to finally be at the side of the silver woman. His custom was silence – but it had been even more so during their travels.
 
If Scimitar had failed at his past life, the best thing moving forward he could do would be to make Eshe happy – to be the man she deserved, rather than the man he had been.
 
They finally came to the place they had sought out. Neverwinter Forest had been a place his heart had pined for so long now, and once more he stood at the brink of it. Eshe adored it upon first sight – this he could tell by the way the light shone from her very eyes. She was everything good in life – she deserved so much more. Sidling up beside her, the large man tipped his muzzle down, preening at her ears. “We will keep going if you want – our next home is your choice.”