Neverwinter Forest love the adrenaline in my veins

He was almost there. He could see the warm glow of sunlight reaching out to him from the otherside of the deep, dark pine forest.

The ground underfoot was damp, the carpet of downy moss and fallen pine needles feeling slick beneath his paws as he trailed his way along the very edges the unfamiliar territory. Though it was the early hours, and Draven's dark pelt hid him well beneath the shadowy cover of the pine trees, his silver eyes still darted about the gloom suspiciously, expecting confrontation and the nip of hostile fangs at any moment.