Neverwinter Forest Winter winds

Rykor was hanging around in the forest. The trees had been stripped of their leaves for a while now, so they gave little cover from the cold. The undergrowth was mostly dead too, and while his pelt wasn't thin, it was little to protect him from this cold. He was born in the midst of a cold season, and had been around for another one, but he still did not appreciate it. The last one had not been spent in these same woods though. It had been in the ones he was born in.

He noticed a wolf, seemingly searching for something to hunt, not far off. Rykor let out a bark to make himself known. His bark was different to a pure wolfs, as the 50% of dog in him showed in almost every way.