Neverwinter Forest belong

the glade stretched wide, snow blanketing the ground in unbroken white. sólhárr sat at its center, his dark pelt stark against the frost. the wind whispered through the barren trees, their branches heavy with frost.

he tilted his head back, a low, commanding howl rising from his throat. it carried far, threading through the stillness before fading into the winter quiet— it carried for @Eydís.

lowering his head, his golden eye fixed on the horizon. the snow settled softly around him as he waited, steady and silent.