Neverwinter Forest short n’ sweet

Rodyn watched while the youngling spread the berries. He also kept a weathered gaze on the squirrel as it moved about. It was descending albeit slowly. He nodded they could do this. They just needed patience.

Natahala was clearly getting impatient and he whispered. Patience. Sometimes in hunting we have to wait a lot.

But his yellow eyes fixed on the creature himself. It wasn't easy to be patient and it was something learned.