Neverwinter Forest the death of pablo

There he was! As she broke through the cover of the trees she saw him, and her happiness was exposed without thought. And then she noted his companion, who looked as though he had seen better days. Eshe was a learning medicine woman and knew only what it took to survive poisons, but little else. At the Canyon the wolves that wanted their territory were prone to attempt to weed them out with rabbits laced in proverbial arsenic–

Now wasn't the time to go down memory lane!

She raced toward the duo, sniffing at the wolf called Horatio simply to tell his medical state. The good news was he didn't smell like death–but he sure looked it. Both figures before her were submissive, and she had a supposing as to why the other was here.

Perhaps in latter days would Eshe become more finicky with those she let into the family. But her heart was large, and she knew they had the room to host and help him. Her eyes were doe-like as they latched on every part of him. Both rabbits still hung from her mouth but she dropped them when she was close. One she nudged toward Kyron with a wan grin, but the other her paw rest atop of. Could be another welcome gift... Could!

She sucked in a breath. Eshe ought not to assume... And so she would not. Im Eshe, alpha female to-be of these woods–Neverwinter Forest... her concern for Goldhawk was palpable. In the end, her worry trumped all else. Even if he didn't wish for a place in the pack, could she not spare this meal for him? He looked tired, hungry, and hurting... She nosed the snack toward him. Her hunt, her decision. Eshe wasn't in the habit of giving hand-outs, but to those in need? She could not resist.