Neverwinter Forest leap of faith

@Mal or someone from NWF? Maybe joining... Not sure yet.

He had left the plateau for no good reason except for the urge to stretch his legs, and that's precisely what he did. He roamed beyond the rocky escarpment that served as Rusalka's claim. Before long Tuvak was lost to the white-out of snow; it wasn't cold, but the prolific waves of white stopped him from finding his way back. If he really wanted to find his way he could have - in a life or death situation, he could find his way east again and seek shelter among those wolves - but he held a modicum of confidence in himself too. This desire to roam was new; he must have been in much better health than when Aningan found him. One day he might return and thank the northerner.

In the days to follow the snow did thin out a bit. When it fell it was fluffy and light, and at times it transitioned to a chilly rain that Tuvak chose to avoid. He could handle the cold and dry conditions of winter, but he held a distinct dislike for being soggy and cold. When he came upon a mixed maple forest he was overjoyed to have found some kind of shelter, except... In the midst of his presumed solace, he found plenty of signs that wolves lived deep within.

There were trails leading between the trees. Scrapes in the dirt. Occasional patches of yellow (frozen or otherwise) which he could not exactly ignore. The scents were everywhere. The boy hung back along the outskirts of this supposed claim and did not call out; he wondered if perhaps he should turn around, try to seek out Aningan's people again and apologize for his absence somehow, and remained undecided even as something came striding out from the greying shadows towards him.