Neverwinter Forest Thank God it's Friday, Again

with a flick of his bushy tail, aditya signaled for the male to follow him as he broke into a silent jog through the forest. "let's hunt, then," he murmured over his shoulder, voice soft and indistinct, immersed in the many sounds of the woods.

through the conifers he traveled, following the deer-trail. he was not completely aware if his newfound companion had followed or not; aditya's blood was racing at the scent of prey, his mind fully tuned to the task ahead. even so, he did not care: adi was burly enough to take down an injured deer without help.

he wondered, though, whether the man was looking for a home throughout the winter. it was getting colder and colder, and wolves did not do well roaming alone in the short days and long, frigid nights. adi was sure there was a place for him on the plateau, if he contributed; it was just a matter of pitching the idea to him.