Neverwinter Forest The Guilt Trip

The tawny wolf seemed to open up a bit more – the bi-toned girl was given a name, and she gave a gentle nod, still uncertain of what to make of her seemingly downtrodden companion. Mazi was a pretty name – and it reminded her of her mother, Bazi.

“A few months.. I was in a pack called Redhawk Caldera, but when I found my father here.. it seemed right.” She shrugged, her eyes falling to the other woman’s toes. “Though the Alpha of the Caldera certainly didn’t agree with the decision.” She paused, shrugging, still feeling a burning embarrassment from her time with the Caldera wolves. She had let them down – and yet she did not know why she let it bother her. They had never readily accepted her. “What about you?”