Neverwinter Forest Kama

had cam been a little more observant, he would have recognized both the pale girl that emerged from the trees and the name 'haruki.' as it was, his head was in the clouds and neither were familiar to him. he swung his head toward the youngster and then stepped in front of her, shielding her from the cat. 

i don't know any haruki here, he said with a fair bit of confidence. (oh, how wrong he was about to be—well, in his defense, he truly didn't know anyone named haruki. . .but they were here. and now miryam is rambling.)

cam fixed the creature with a hard stare. you need to leave before other wolves come for you, he commanded. it's not at all polite to cross borders without permission. it's trespassing, actually. and others have suffered the consequences for it.

a twinge at the jagged scar along his thigh, and the scent of moonspear. other packs would not be so kind to this cat.