Neverwinter Forest The Last Stage

It didn't take too long before he crossed paths with Simmik -- well, spotted her up ahead, he'd slowed to watch her move along a moment or two just to see if she was giving off "leave me alone" vibes, then deciding she wasn't, trotted forward to catch up.  When she heard him and looked back, he wagged his tail and bounded forward to close that gap a bit quicker.  Hey, he said with a smile, apparently in a pretty good mood.  Then again, the longer the world seemed to have stabilized -- both the lack of earthquakes and number of wolves in the pack -- the better mood he was in in general.  

He was glad she'd stuck around -- he'd felt as though they could relate over quite a few things, but it did make him realize that over the last month he'd been pretty hermit-like.  He should fix that, he needed to make sure his packmates were all doing well, so he'd have to go through that chat at some point in not too long too.  Nah, not so far, just starting out -- maybe the weather kept things home.  Though, wait, did you smell where that one chick kept trespassing a while back?  I haven't smelled her since the last big storm, but she's definitely one to watch out for. I don't know why she hasn't left the area yet.  To be an irritating git, probably.  She'd pretty well made it so Mal was completely uninterested in allowing her into the pack, so she'd best scram and find somewhere that might like her.