Neverwinter Forest he stole the wild · pack claim

His hug was reciprocated, and she held tight to him, her own senses flooded as his were. This was home, their home, a place Scimitar had been to in his youth before there was anyone. A place he loved, had always loved; and it was with her he decided to share it with. Eshe pressed her face into his shoulder, overwhelmed by the novelty of it all. And as he spoke of them being home, she knew it to be so, because he stood here beside her. Home was wherever he was, Eshe recognized. Home was his happiness and his sadness, his aggravations, his questions, his smile, his touch, his eyes. He was the safe and sure structure of home; tested and tried but still standing. She breathed into him, overjoyed, We sure are,

And when he pulled away, she smirked, moving to return the nip but he had moved out of reach. Eshe bounded toward him to match his stride, nipping at him again now that he was at her side once more with a grin before sprinting ahead.