Neverwinter Forest Find a shade tree and a honey hole

Luhtar grunted in response, catching his breath as he felt the buck go still beneath their combined weight. He felt a flicker of awkwardness at Sólhárr’s teasing words, his ears twitching as he let out a sheepish chuckle. He wasn’t used to the easy camaraderie, the way Sólhárr was supportive rather than competitive. For a moment, he fumbled for a response and so he settled on an awkward smile.

“Yeah, yeah.” He grumbled out a small laugh, giving the wolf a playful cold shoulder.

He bent to grip the buck’s scruff, casting a look toward the direction of where they'd come. Luhtar planted his paws and heaved, feeling the strain ripple through his shoulders and down his spine. It was only alleviated when Sólhárr joined in, allowing the two to drag their kill back with ease.

His breaths fogged in the crisp air as they trudged forwards, tugging the kill over the gnarled roots of their forest home. Already, his stomach grumbled with hunger. The quicker they got back to the rest of the Pack, the sooner Luhtar would get to have his share of the buck.