Neverwinter Forest 3AM

What was it she witnessed? A shift like the breeze rustling leaves. His eyes went wide and then he looked away to his own paws. She had no children, no mother's eye, but she had been a girl once. She had surely made that look more than once.

Of course, Her voice was soft. She imagined White Elk would not have her forget these things in grief or that even her mother would watch her wither and become hollowed out.

She would not give up on her own future just because her sister had lost her own.

Is it the trees you are visiting? Or is it the lake, nuak?

She did not want him to feel the need to hide.