Neverwinter Forest Never Neverland

Overnight, a dense fog had rolled in, penetrating the well-protected and shielded forest by slipping beneath the evergreen boughs that normally kept them safe from both rain and snow. The chill of late Autumn air beneath the nearly full face of the moon had made the night a very chilly one, even though there was no wind. By the time the morning came and the sun broke over the horizon, the fog still remained in the forest but began to lift as the sun pierced through the pine branches, dissolving it, but not without leaving each and every pine nettle glistening with an opaque coat of silver- hoarfrost had settled upon the Neverwinter Forest, and though it had not snowed at all, the hoarfrost made it appear as though an icestorm had coated all the trees in a thick layer of beautiful, glistening ice. 

Shrike padded through the forest and had visited the den with a pheasant in his mouth in hope of finding Allure there and giving it to her- but to his surprise, she was not home. She'd not been gone long, so he quelled the panic that immediately rose in his throat, and was reassured by the fact that she had finally chosen to leave the den and go out on her own after her period of mourning. He chuffed fondly, and left the pheasant in the den for her to find when she returned. 

With Allure recovering from her grief, Shrike was left with the hope that her good spirits would return, and that she would become more like her old self again. Gentle, with a sophistocated, slightly sarcastic sense of humour, and radiant with beauty. Shrike's hopes of asking Scimitar for permission to be her mate had been dashed to pieces when he, Cypress and Allure had discovered him, dead. The only one that he could ask, now, was Kaskara, though he hoped to build up a better reputation before he did so, and allowed Allure to recover more. Now was not the time to be romantic; now was the time to be supportive. 

Deciding to make himself useful, he began tracking a small herd of deer, one of the few that seemed to enjoy taking shelter within the forest despite the fact that the wolves lived there too. If he was lucky, he might be able to pick out a suitable deer to bring down should someone else join him for the hunt.