Neverwinter Forest The island of misfit toys

Sorry for the wait! Scim has been traveling. @Nadie @Mazi

He was weary from travel – his journey home had been contemplative and silent, given Goldhawk had potentially found a link to Goober and was going to continue the search without him. The story Eshe and Charon wanted spun had determined Scimitar’s presence could not be there, and so with a parting from the Gamma, the dark agouti wolf left the rest of the so-called ‘mission’ in Goldhawk’s very capable paws.
 
No sooner did the forest come to view did the scent of others drift to his nostrils. He was not far when the howl went to the air, and quickening his pace, the Alpha lumbered upon the opposite side of the girl’s directions, given he was only just returning home himself. His bright eyes drifted over them both, noting them to be female, though one seemed particularly masculine. Clearing his throat to gain their attention fully, though it was possible they heard him walking, the regal lifted himself, wondering what this was about now – he knew of Redhawk Caldera and could very faintly scent the pack upon them. “Yes?”