Neverwinter Forest alone in the clouds all blue

the yuelong wolves were gone. cam would miss the extra faces, especially those of which he'd gotten to know. they were to return to their island in the sea, and the forest belonged entirely to the neverwinter wolves once more. his already solitary existence grew even more so. apart from occasional conversations with mal, he was isolated.

and that was okay.

he liked the quiet. he liked being able to patrol the borders on his own, at his own pace, taking stock of all the plants and insects and birds that he passed. today, as he marked a small boulder at the edge of the trees, he saw a vibrant butterfly perched upon a bush, flapping its wings.

cam smiled to see it flutter about, dancing among the bees that pollinated the flowers. it was beautiful, fleeting, a stark contrast to the greens and browns of the forest. it was only after a few minutes had passed that he realized he'd been transfixed by the sight, standing still, his urine drying on the rock behind him.