Neverwinter Forest River, O River

Y’var’la’s ears flicked toward the sound of her name, her sharp gaze narrowing as it caught Luhtar’s broad frame standing at the edge of the clearing. She tilted her head slightly, taking in the playful edge to his posture, the way his shoulders rolled in invitation.

For a moment, she simply observed him, her expression carefully neutral. Then, with a faint smirk curling the corners of her lips, she stepped closer, her movements measured and deliberate.

"And here I thought you preferred solitude." she mused beneath her breath, a note of mock skepticism in her voice. Her tail swished lazily behind her, betraying her intrigue despite her cool demeanor.

Stopping a few paces from him, she raised an elegant brow. "Mphm, very well. What are we after, then?"