Neverwinter Forest and lock the fire escapes

@Damien and @Nocturnal <33

The canopy of branches above his head was thick, blocking the dimming sunlight from streaking in through slits amongst the leaves - a few trickles every now and then poured in like the scattered drops of rain, though with the approaching of night it was dark at the forest floor. The soldier's muted, inky coat was well hidden amongst the shadows, lithe yet muscular figure darting betwixt trees as though he had done it a thousand times. The starborn youth's eyes, cold as daggers laid to rest in ice, swept across the landscape with a firm look of solemnity that was permanentally painted on his features. So dark was his gaze; it held the serious frown of a man who'd seen great pain in his life, though how ironic it was that the pain he had witnessed was the very torment he had caused himself - he was a snake, a slithering creature with incisors laced with venom, a deadly dragon with the breath of ravenous flames.

He brushed aside the fallen pine needles, large paws coming to a halt within the undergrowth. His muzzle, burned with scars, tipped up to the sky to watch and as the deep blue began to stretch over the sky and consume the light, a puff of air released from his nostrils, creating a cloud of grey before his face. The slender tendrils of cold air rushed through his pelt, cool embrace of the darkness wrapping its arms around his stomach as though a sweater covered in holes - no warmth crept in through the gaps, not as he moved and not as he stood there, but he no longer shifted his position. He waited, watching as the curtain of black was draped over the sky, and curled his tail to wrap around his rear.