Noctisardor Bypass asceso

movement disturbed the quiet of the forest, but it was enough to prompt the doe to look away from the wolf.

a greeting came as the man made himself visible. he looked very much at-home here within the riparian wilderness.

oh! hello, dorothea answered quickly, eyes darting between the stranger and the fawns, ready in case they bolted.

are you—uh, here for them? her voice hesitates while her eyes dart between wolf and deer, and it is clear by the awkward almost-whisper of her voice that she is unsure how to proceed.