Greatwater Lake What The Water Gave Me

Viinturuth did not know what he wanted to make of his life. As a stubborn youth his one main goal was to pursue a mate and found a pack with her. To sire offspring and live his life peacefully, far from Samarkand and Sahrotaar. To grow old and be able to look around at his strong family, and know that he had succeeded. But now, three years on and as an (equally stubborn) adult, Viinturuth was not sure if this was still the life that he wished for.

Did not everyone wish to be settled? To find comfort in the form of a pack who accepted and trusted one another fully? He felt that if Chakra had remained to bind Neverwinter together again, Viin might have advanced to court her as well as reach out for the vacant alpha title at her side. She had indeed been a beauty, pristine and lovely with captivating eyes the colour of sea glass. Scimitar's certainty that she had not abandoned their pack had opened a fresh wound on his heart, and he regretted not going after her like his tawny comrade had.

He wandered aimlessly, as he so often did, and the sight of an ebony wolfess captured his attention. Viinturuth paused momentarily to glance her way but, not particularly interested in making small talk with a stranger, resumed his pace and continued along the lake's shore.