Neverwinter Forest So long sentiment

When she joined the pack, she knew most of her time would be spent with Kitsch and her brother, but not all of her time. She’d met one other wolf in her time in the forest but the rest seems quiet and empty. Their borders are hardly marked like any other pack in the area but the concern lingers in the back of her mind. Kitsch has been healing okay enough that if they have to move on, they can, but she’d much prefer the comfort of something solid. She just isn’t sure this place can offer them that security.
 
As she wanders away from her little band, West stumbles upon a rather sullen Ondine. Her head tilts a little and she chuffs lowly, trying to draw attention to herself. She hasn’t seen much of the alpha since the day on the borders and she can’t blame her attention to her companions any more than the other can claim busyness with the rest of the pack. The woman falls silent as she slows to a stop, waiting to see the intention of the other before she moves on.