Neverwinter Forest [m] She stays perfectly quiet

Aside from a few uncomfortable run-ins, Forneskja was a restful place to be. He enjoyed it most especially now that he had Seastorm to warm his bed. Aside from the minimal comfort her physical presence brought him, keeping her fed also kept him busier than ever.

Catamaran loved most to be busy.

He walked a late patrol on this night, hoping he would meet no others. None from the outside world, but almost more importantly, none from the forest's interior. None of those interactions had been terribly fun, and he was not looking forward to the next one. Especially not when his packmate came tearing toward the borders full of some emotion that Catamaran could not read but readily assumed was anger.

Unwilling to disturb her, he only watched as she collapsed. It was uncomfortable to witness, but he was compelled to remain nearby. She might be vulnerable in this state, and he did not want anyone harmed on his watch.

He jumped up along with her when she sprang into action, and he might've followed at a trot if she'd been running away from him. Instead, she was running toward him, and the bounty hunter only reeled back several steps as she caught her quarry and began tearing it apart.

He watched her from across the small clearing, wary and off-put by her behavior.

I hope this is ok!