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

Vairë didn’t move, for a time. Even when the voice reached her, she still stared into the depths, mourning and elated in equal parts. When she tore her eyes away from the brush towards the approaching creature, her eyes widened, minutely.

She had lived around mostly wolves her entire life. The wolf in front of her was odd, to her, and she stared hard for a short while before shaking herself from her stupor. Akaagigan had decided to tuck his head beneath his wing again, and she felt a brief flash of resentment for the crow who’d scared away the creature she’d felt such a connection with.

Vairë sighed out a breath.

Yes. I’m alright. The deer soul resting in her bones strained to follow the fawn that had taken flight, but the adolescent stayed there.