Neverwinter Forest never, never

Nothing holds his attention for terribly long as he moves through the forest. His biggest focus is getting on the other side so he can find the ocean and he can return home. If the scent of something small of prey crosses his path, he’ll take the lead, but until then he moves carefully through the forest with no one around to disturb him. Arlo picks up his head and yawn, glancing over his shoulder every now and then but he moves again, stumbling across the scent of a rabbit that holds his attention a little while longer.