Neverwinter Forest a distant land caused me to linger

The course weaved here and there, the path becoming muddied through the tangled forest. The stirring snow and wind didn't help either, but the path remained visible in low light. Dirge listened for sounds ahead, wondering if there would be any indication that his following would turn up something, but heard no immediate signs of a scuffle. No cries of some prey being twisted apart, no growls or calls that suggested the hunt was on.

Instead what he found through a dip in the trees was the dark-haired slyph lingering. Or maybe she was lying in wait. He paused, taking study of her actions openly because there was no good place to hide, no wise decision that would conceal that he was interested in what she was doing. There waan't even another path that screamed open to let him pass without disturbing her either... he'd been led in a waking stupor precisely where she wanted him.

It was a slow set of moments that dawned this on him, and his eyes alighted on her once more with a slow forming smile. If he had no other choices than to go with the flow, then he would go with the flow.

"It doesn't taste or look half as appealing," he opened with, picking up his feet to join her. "The tree, that is. Now the birds in it... well, assuming they can be caught..." now those, he did not add, were in fact delicious. The proper ones. None of that tiny songbird appetizer nonsense.