Neverwinter Forest At the edge of the woods

Feel free to skip me to get this thread done with! Njal is loitering but nothing else really.

Njal was silent, watchful, a stationary figure behind Scimitar. It felt as if he were watching a rudimentary dance; a ritual that may die out when the famine got much worse. He was mindful of Scimitar's eyes upon him, brief as the moment was, and then they both watched the dusky creature, and Njal wondered how long the boy would last among them.