Neverwinter Forest Find a shade tree and a honey hole

sólhárr caught luhtar’s sheepish chuckle, amusement lighting his own eyes as he leaned in, giving his companion a hearty shove in response to the playful cold shoulder. it was good to see luhtar relax, to watch the quiet awkwardness give way to shared laughter and ease. there was strength in camaraderie like this, and sólhárr was glad to see his packmate settle into it.

don’t go grumbling now, he teased, catching the look luhtar cast toward the direction of their dens. plenty of meat on this one to fill even that bottomless stomach of yours. sólhárr bent down, his teeth sinking into the thick scruff of the buck, and he felt the familiar strain in his shoulders as they began the trek home.

the scent of fresh blood and earth filled his lungs as they pulled the heavy carcass over roots and fallen leaves, the forest floor damp beneath their paws. beside him, luhtar’s determined breaths fogged in the chill air, their work in sync, each step drawing them closer to the warmth and the waiting hunger of their pack.

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