Neverwinter Forest In the Circle of yours arms, safety

can be a cameo + archived if this is too old/awkward<3

she, a slim, tall figure. weaving trough trees.

( each tug of foliage upon her locks, a reminder of inadequacy. )

looking for new kill, new kill, always the same. brown eyes surveying for stirrings of small life.

it was a велика, тамна shape that caught her gaze. tangle of limbs and colours and bumps. the huntress paused. her head canted. she was puzzled.

oh.

a вук, fawn slung over his shoulders. чудно.

he passed through a section of sparseness, flat and speared. carpeted by low foliage ( how annoying! ) .

she concealed her body behind a pine, only muzzle and neck revealed, watching.

чудно.