Neverwinter Forest [m] how can I see the world like you do?

Now that he was back, Mal was plotting when and where would be the next trip. He probably had to go south. Maybe he'd go see Blackfeather before attempting to find Nightwalkers. They probably had a better idea of how to approach them right now if that were the case. But he didn't get to ponder more than that before a call came from the borders again. Huh. Well, time to go figure out what's up.

From a distance he was momentarily wondering if he was seeing the crazy murder lady. But she hadn't stopped at the borders before--- no wait, similar, not the same. Sharp exhale right there, and he kept moving forward through the trees. Hopefully it wasn't a sister or something. By the time he got closer he'd shifted his expression into his normal amused and amiable way, grin present, stride confident. The next thing he noticed was that she'd brought a fish? Damn, all these wolves bringing gifts... He'd have to consider it for the rest of his travels. At least this time through he was bringing information that might be useful to them (theoretically) though he wasn't sure if it would have made Moonspear go more smoothly. Let's be real, that kid on the mountain would probably have assumed any food he brought was poisoned. It'd be a waste of effort. But his eyes had only lingered there for a moment or two before shifting back to the woman who called.

He thought he could smell that she knew Ying, but he wasn't going to make any assumptions -- between the food and the woman herself, he had other interests, so if it came up, so it went. The pair of them seemed equally well-groomed, though Mal was at a slight disadvantage since he'd had to wander through the forest to get here  -- the whole thing seemed very proper. You've made it to Neverwinter Forest. So what is it I can help you with today? I'm Mal. A tilt of his head, curious. Not here to join, probably, so what did that leave?