Neverwinter Forest an eidolon named night

Eshe had been under the weather for days now, and so the Frostfur had spent little time away from her side. It had been noted that some of their more loyal members had disappeared now -- Mazi and Astra both, but he found little surprise in this. It remained a shame, but pending their excuses for leaving, it was not necessarily the last chance the Forest King would give them if they tried to return.
 
Sleep had settled upon him, and while his rest was more fitful these days, he rarely fell in to the deep sleeps he had prior to having children. When he felt the gentlest of nudges upon his shoulder, the dark agouti man roused himself from sleep, his eyes blinking tiredly in to the dark before his gaze fell upon an inquisitive Cypress. "Son," he murmured, a yawn emitting from his widening jaws, gauging the situation to see if anything was amiss. "What's wrong?"