Neverwinter Forest lockdown

Her mind was still abuzz with Fennec's words as she entered the forest. Blueberry wondered how far it was to the sea. It was possible, right? When they had left the island, they had all left the island. Vacated a home for the future—if no one else had moved in.

She traipsed through the pines, the snow overhead kept at bay by thick pine canopy. She was about to make a right turn when a sound to her left caught her ear, and. . .

Blueberry rushed upon the scene, witnessing the aftermath of a bad tumble, a gold-and-brown girl sprawled upon the ground. Oh, are you okay? she asked, hurrying over with some haste. The wolf was maybe a year her senior, and she thought briefly about trespass—

No. There had been no scents marking the forest. Blueberry stood awkwardly to the side, brows knitted in concern as she stared down at the girl.