Neverwinter Forest Don't know what's inside of me

As the days went by it became easier for Damien not to think of Blackfeather, but the guilt that came with it grew incontrollably as the thought of Relmyna and her daughters (still 'trapped' there with Kove) made a harsh comeback to screw with his mind. He needed to figure out some way to get them back if he was to keep up his idea of a united Melonii front in the Teekon Wilds, and he needed to do it fast, but without an actual home, or force to provide the safety and stability that he wanted for them he believed it was still better for them to stay behind.

Those thoughts swirled up and down through Damien's mind as he drew his patrol out, a vicious circle that he had gotten himself into ever since he had decided to settle down in Neverwinter. Only the scent of his Midar in the fresh air was able to snap him out to some degree, and with a thoughtful nod he greeted his relative from afar, and invited him to join. Maybe Midar's company would make it easier to concentrate in the task at hand.