Neverwinter Forest the way in which i walk

She picked up an unfamiliar scent carried by the soft breeze, which also carried the scent of blood, followed by the footsteps of a male and a brisk chuff. The wolf must have been part of the pack Falwasi tried to stay away from. She turned her slim face to look at the wolf; a tall but muscular thing, draped in hues of russet and gold. His eyes were much like hers, but warmer. The blood she had smelled earlier was apparent on his mouth and paws, the sign post of a hunt.

The earthen wolf reverted her gaze to the forest, but after the briefest pause, she turned around to face the boy. "Hello," she greeted, dipping her head lightly. "Nice hunt?" Falwasi gestured her head towards his bloodied paws, then looked back at him. She was not one to stay and chat, but the stranger had come to her, and it would be rude to leave.

The wind was soft, and the humidity high, not aided by the secure shelter of the forest. It was a cloudy day, perhaps not the best day to choose to relax on the sandy shores, but the she-wolf was keen to visit the Western part of the Wilds, seeing as she had been meaning to for a while... before the bomb of drama exploded in the Creek.