Just when you think you’re alone, you’re not….

Raindrop

(May 24, 2023, 01:20 PM)Mag Wrote:
*Cracks knuckles and rubs hands together*

Somewhere in the cover of the Neverwinter Forest a family of crows scavenge from an unidentifiable corpse. Picking what little meat there is left off of it’s bones. It’s not long before rooks, the most opportunistic and competitive of all corvids, join the frey to squabble over the sparse remains. The raucous cacophony of caws echo loudly through the trees, disrupting the peace. But, unbeknownst to the preoccupied corvids, there is a much bigger disturbance on the way.



A lone male wolf, new to the territory, makes his way through the forest. Tracking scents in hope for a meal to sate his empty stomach. It’s not long before he comes upon the gathering of birds, startling them enough to cause them to disperse in a flurry of wings. However, they don’t go far and come to rest on the bows of the trees nearby. A few are even too bold to move at all, being used to the presence of wolves in this land.



He bows his head to inspect the carrion. It’s not much but it’s something and that’s always better than nothing. He has been tracking food for the entire afternoon after all. He plucks a bone from the skeleton and takes it between his paws. Using his spur claws as grip so he can gnaw at it until the protein and nutrient rich marrow is exposed for him to enjoy. His tongue licks the spongy center of the bone clean and then discards the rest, repeating this until most of the bones have been destroyed. It would tide him over, at least.



No longer a point of interest, he is quick to move on towards the clearing. Never one to loiter for too long. From the copse he surveys the land outside the forest, spotting a series of hot springs ahead that piques his interest. A scent rises to his nostrils, causing him to pause. Another lone wolf. And she was close. Still, he crept onward, making sure his movements were stealthy. Without the cover of the trees he could be spotted.

The morning had been quiet, she had all the time in the world all to herself. Although after sometime, she would take breaks from the heat of the water, and roll in the cool grass. It felt good to go from warm, to cool, and back again. But just as she turned around to get back in the water, she paused. Her keen nose picked up a scent on the wind, it smelt of a wolf, but she could not spot anyone on the horizon. She shrugged and stepped back into her spring, however, she was on guard more than she was before.