Neverwinter Forest bandaids for your stupid fragile bodies

backdated a little bit

She is lucky to be in one piece. Seeing her wolves return from the forest, bruised and battered, had put things into perspective easily. If she’s gone into the line of battle, she’d be torn apart just as much as they have. A part of her feels like she should have. She’s returning with them to the forest, where the rest of their wolves have gone into hiding. She and Artaax come away relatively unscathed causes her to shrink back into the group, aimlessly wandering. She’s even avoided Étoille, as much as she’d enjoyed his embrace and reuniting.

The others begin to break off to their respective families late in the night, tired and unable to really go any further. She looks through the crowd for @Blixen, expecting her to have rushed to Thuringwethil or her brother first and so she hangs back, out of the way.