Neverwinter Forest a distant land caused me to linger

Ah, there he was, and thus her imaginings were confirmed. And he even seemed to recognize what she had done herself, which meant he was a perceptive wolf. When he began to close the distance, Hydra lifted her head from the tree to observe him head on. No? She inquired, swinging her face toward the tree again as she took a step backward to give it a better looked. Exhaling a sigh, Hydra spoke again, looked back to the tawny male, Well, it smelled nice—that was what brought me here, she teased, a grin coming onto her own features. They both knew that wasn't true, didn't they?

She shifted, moving to face him. Getting a good look at him, Hydra could see he was handsome. For one reason or another, she had always preferred tawny men to any other... and this one, he intrigued her. He was bold, obviously—he was not ashamed to be caught, but rather embraced it. If Hydra knew anything, it was that fortune favored the likes of them more than any other.

What brought you? Hydra asked, and although she thought she knew she was not one to assume. The narcissist in her knew that she herself of course did, but would he admit it? Her blue eyes held onto his frame, his build speaking to what she imagined he excelled in. He was not as lean as she, but he looked like as much the part of the runner as he did a wolf who assisted in the actual takedown during the hunt.