Neverwinter Forest Itsasuane

The man’s heart soared with joy. This woman wished to hunt with him.

Kannoyak nodded, accepting her as hunting sister until they had brought down an animal that would satisfy them both. It would be a good hunt, he believed. The girl appeared strong and she carried a gleam in her gaze that spoke of confidence. The white hunter knew these to be good traits for those who chased prey.

Wasting no time, the cotton grass man lowered his snout to the earth until his whiskers brushed against the ground. He breathed the scent of the wood, searching for the freshest indicator of prey. Beaver scent was most prominent and he believed they might find good fortunes there.