Neverwinter Forest a glimpse of the other world (wizard’s tower)

It was night when the desire came again, clawing into her chest and making a home there. Again and again she would try to drive it out, but tonight…she was tired. Of denying it, of deciding against it.

It would only be for a little while.

She turned her nose to the north, exited the spine with feet aflame, the want to expand and grow bursting to life like a germinated seed, wrapping tight around her ribs, ducking low to curl around her toes, tickling the back of her throat.

She reveled in the simple, the motion of her legs, for long enough that when she came back to herself it was with her bird upon her shoulder, paws aching with the sting of nettles, and caught in the gaze of…

A deer. A young deer, not even a yearling, familiar, somehow. He looked at her, she looked at him, and somehow, they knew. In that cosmic swap of souls, they had gotten each other’s dues. Vairë stared into liquid dark eyes, the deer stared into her own mismatched shades. The moment was broken by Akaagigan, who released a throaty alarm from his throat. The deer snorted, Vairë started back, and in that moment, he was gone.

A wounded noise left the adolescent.

Wait-!

It was too late.

She wanted to give chase, her paw poised as though to begin, but she didn’t. She just stood, one leg raised, her ears wilted down, and willed something to go right for once.