Neverwinter Forest never, never

Hydra does not know what it is that brings her here, to this place. Perhaps it is because she knew that Rian had come from here—she desired to see what else, other than her, he had left behind. An ear twitched idly as she arrived before the coniferous place, and her nostrils drank deep the scent of abandonment. No pack had been here for some time, she realized. Hydra frowned, wondering the meaning of this. 

And then she moved deeper into the woods. The scent of Rian was not to be found, nor of Rannoch or Cypress. It was only the old scents of strangers and scavengers she caught now as she marched quietly throughout Neverwinter, attentive to her surroundings.