Neverwinter Forest mission one.

Desdemona asked the name of their allies, and Simmik opened her mouth to reply, but it turned out she didn't need to; Osiris answered for her. She nodded in response.

It seemed Moonspear had not any problems either, so hopefully that meant this wouldn't be another quake situation like last year. Before the conversation could go any further, a familiar scent filled her nose. Seconds later, Huā appeared at her side, offering them a far friendlier greeting than Simmik had. During normal times, she would have been thankful for the backup. But now, she couldn't help but wonder if the Yuèlóng leader was here because she thought Simmik wasn't capable of taking care of things; she wasn't sure how much Mal had shared with her. 

She gave time for introductions before speaking again. You should be careful while you're traveling outside of you pack's borders, she began, hating that she had to bring this up again, but knowing she would feel guilty if she didn't. There's a guy, she started, swallowing against the familiar nausea. He's bad—white like me expect for a brown streak on his nose...bigger than I am. She drew in a deep breath and the released it. Just watch your back while you're out there. Maybe since there were two of them, they would be okay, but she thought it was better that they were aware. Her heart raced in her chest as unwanted thoughts swarmed her mind. She fought to keep her expression neutral as she tried to collect herself. 

hoping they left it at that, she moved on. And if you find yourself near the mountains to the east of us, be careful of any members of The Saints of the Dying Light. She had no idea what their plans were, but she thought felt they should know what all might be out there.