Neverwinter Forest follow the beat of another conundrum

ooc: as I agreed with you in your last post - I too go from having massive amounts of time for roleplaying to none at all. So don't worry - a good thread is always worth to enjoy for a long time. :)

"Ahaa..." Osprey replied, picking up the underlying meaning of the last word. The fellow was protective of his land - which was a good thing - but unlike other strangers she had met here, he didn't put forth the invitation to visit. Some did this right after the introductions. Most of the time they were very proud of their home and wanted to share the glory with strangers (and show off too). Mordecai didn't, which could mean that he didn't care, what others thought of his lands. A proud one, eh?

"Well... I considered this, but came to a conclusion that this place is too big for me," she let her gaze travel around the surrounding landscape. The forest was nice and offered a lot of opportunities, but... this didn't feel like a home for her. Being too big was one thing. The other - she had this uncomfortable feeling that this place didn't welcome her. Had she known that a pack had lived here once, she would have thought about the "echoes of the past", who didn't want their peace and sorrow for the better times disturbed by strangers.

"I live on the opposite size - you cross wast plains and find another forest. Can't miss it, because there are quite a lot of us there," someone with a "skilled nose" could tell their location by a long distance. "So... do you believe in ghosts?"