Neverwinter Forest too quiet in this room

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She had always been a withdrawn type of girl, little Eimear. Never wanting to stray out of line, or even explore the world around her (although if you judged things by the awed expression present on her baby-face, you'd have realized how amazed she was by all of it). So in a bold act of defiance, of curiosity, of great and deep-rooted desire, she had gone outside. Not just away from the den she shared with her siblings, but away from the pack's edge.Eimear had followed the scents of the adults until she found where they collected, and then with one daring step, she stepped away from it all.

Nobody will miss me, she had thought at the time. Not even Szabala.

Except after leaving the wood, Eimear had gotten herself thoroughly lost. She wasn't realistically that far from home; yet the foreign nature of this section of the forest, the strange noises, the lack of familiarity with scents and sights, all of it was too much. The poor girl stuck to that no-mans-land for a series of days, until the mark of the pack had faded from her scruff, and she was left mewling uselessly. Once she was hungry enough she raised her nose to the sky and called for her father — and then when he was not immediately there to save her, she called for @Kaskara her mother, then promptly curled her body in to a puddle and began to quietly cry with her nose in her tail.
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