Neverwinter Forest Ready or not

A sardonic snort fell from the large wolf’s nostrils at his brother’s question, a wry grin just beginning to press to the corner of his mouth. It was hard to say with his fiery sister, and his bemused eyes told Kieran all the answer he needed to know. “Pretty mad,” he decided, his shoulders lifting in a gentle shrug as his features turned sober once more. “But it does us no good unless she wishes to move further from them – and moving now might prove to be just as dangerous to her.” He paused then, his ears sliding back to his skull. “I’ve sought this forest the moment I left it before – before I even joined Swiftcurrent Creek. I had the mind to come back before then and claim it. But I would also happily leave it behind for my family if it’s what you both deem necessary.” But if he knew his sister and her mate, they too were likely less inclined to once more disrupt their home and pack and move.