Neverwinter Forest uummaġmiu

The dense forest was the setting for their walk. The white hunter observed their surroundings with sharp eyes, curious and keen. The long shadows cast by the boughs overhead were perfect to keep the warmth of the summer sun at bay. The bustling of prey was a sign that they would feast and feast well. No matter the season, the forest would see protection from the elements thanks to the guardian trees that grew upon the terrain.

Ariadne commented on the beauty of it and Kannoyak nodded his head. His expression was reverent, pleasant. He enjoyed seeing her interest spark when their paws had found the woodland terrain. It was so unlike Moonglow. He had worried she would be filled with homesickness.

It will make a good village, protected from winter snows and harsh summer sun.

Kannoyak thought she had made a good choice. The conversation he had shared with Ariadne’s son still weighed heavy on his mind.