Phoenix Maplewood taken away to the dark side

They waited – Goldhawk was quitter now, and the cinnamon wolf cast a quizzical glance to see if he was alright – it would seem that despite his constant chatter, the man was not only rather pleasant to be around, but also a genuine soul.
 
One he hoped to keep within the ranks of Neverwinter Forest.
 
While he let his thoughts keep him silent for the time being, his own paws already itching to return home, Saena made a quick appearance to them, and upon her words, Scimitar’s stoical mask upon his features instantly broke, allowing a smooth grin to fall to his lips instead. The words had been anything but humorous, given the events that had transpired their leave of the lands, but it was simply good to see a friendly face in the Wilds for once.
 
Yet something she spoke of piqued his interest – Reek was no longer with her? He paused then, his eyes studying her with concern. If he had ever had an ally in life that had not remained in his ranks, it was the woman before him. “Are you okay, Saena? What happened?”
 
Goldhawk remained quiet for now, and a silver she-wolf slipped forward. His muzzle tilted curiously in her direction – open to her presence as a guest at her borders, but his attention remained focused upon the regal before him.