Neverwinter Forest I've got a jar of dirt

Daenerys was used to being alone. She even enjoyed it sometimes. Being able to think, clearly, with nothing but the birds in the air and trees on the soil to hear. As much as she missed her brother,this new pack was somethhing worth fighting for. She had yet to get close to anyone for fear they would reject her. She prefered to be alone because of it, the forest as it seemed was her only friend.

It wasn't usual that one of the pack members wandered into the forest. Now wandering this far out and looking distressed...that's another story. Daenerys worried for this wolf. Why is she this far out? Is something wrong with the pack? Daenerys kept to the side as the she wolf looked up. Being upwind of the she wolf she was able to watch without being noticed.

After seeing the she wolf challenge the trees Daenerys stepped in and replied. "Trees as targets isn't much of a practice...gunner."

Daenerys fully showed herself to the wolf, hoping to show no threat, only friendliness.