Neverwinter Forest its automatic

@Scimitar backdated to ur return

His scent was in the air, and she was sure he was coming to see her or else Kaskara immediately upon arrival. She burst through Neverwinter to find him, hopping over low-laying boughs and sprinting after the wind that brought to him her favorite scent: Scimitar. Eshe had become an expert of this forest now, a majority of its paths memorized. There were still some secrets it had to offer her, but she was sure she would find them in time.

Eshe let out high-pitched, giddy whines at the thought of seeing him again. Any time away was too much, and her heart ached every day of his absence. She fretted needlessly, he was home now! But was he harmed? How did his meeting with Saena go? Would he hate her for what she had done? Did Saena? Ah! Those fears were forgotten as she simply thought of his face. As ever, the thought of him gave her wings and she flew through the forest with abandon, and the nearer she drew the louder her eager whines became.