Neverwinter Forest In the dark I hunt

Weasels were small prey, tricky to track through the underbrush with their slender bodies and sharp eyes. It would be a challenge for the large white wolf. He was not opposed to the other man’s prey of choice. If they managed to collect a few, he would have meat to feed to his family and share with the other moon villages.

This man agrees, he confirmed with a nod.

Plum eyes followed Rodyn. He could lead their way while Kannoyak searched the undergrowth for signs of their intended targets.