Neverwinter Forest She don't fuss, she don't whine

Luhtar crouched low in the shadows, his broad frame blending surprisingly well into the foliage despite his size. His breaths were slow and even, a faint mist curling from his nostrils in the crisp morning air. He tracked the deer with narrowed yellow eyes, his muscles coiled like taut rope, ready to spring.

When Eydis flicked her head, her silent signal to move, Luhtar gave a minute nod in return. He shifted his weight, each step deliberate, his paws pressing against the earth with practiced care. Though he wasn’t as sleek or silent as Eydis, he’d hunted enough to know how to let the forest cover his presence.

The deer froze, its ears swiveling as it caught the faintest whisper of their approach. Luhtar halted, holding his breath, his focus unwavering. Eydis was already poised, her body a blur of tension and hunger, and the instant the deer stilled again, she lunged.

The explosion of movement shattered the stillness, the deer bounding away with frantic strides as Eydis burst from the brush. Luhtar sprang into motion behind her, his heavier frame crashing through the undergrowth with less finesse but no less determination.