Neverwinter Forest When I called the mathematicians and I asked them to explain.

He'd meant to ask Germanicus about scouting, and still, he had not approached. Was it nerves? Fear that he'd be turned down—or perhaps not meant for it at all? Or just a tie to his mother. . .?

But his mother had Germanicus now, and—

Killdeer's myriad thoughts upon scouting were shattered as he witnessed a wolf traversing down the slopes, and it could be no other. He recognized his grandmother's many-colored pelt immediately, and he followed, albeit at a distance.

Her steps carried her off the range, onto the flatlands, and into a forest. She was moving quickly, he thought, and wondered why.

It was only when she screamed that he revealed himself, stepping out of the shadows with an anguished and confused look of his own.