Neverwinter Forest we keep moving forward

Rhaena’s ears perked as the golden woman turned to her, greeting her with a warmth that was hard to ignore. It was nice; comforting, even, in the midst of all the uncertainty.
”Nice to meet you, Pangur. I'm Rhaena,” she began, testing the name on her tongue, letting it roll in a way that felt almost playful. „I like your name. It sounds… strong.” A bright observation, one she did not hesitate to share.
She took a step closer, tail giving the smallest of wags. „Nattfari… that means… scout, right? Does that mean you’ve traveled far? What kind of places have you seen?” The words tumbled out in quick succession, curiosity shining in her periwinkle gaze. Perhaps Pangur has seen the quarry as well?
Then, the shadow girl paused, glancing past her toward the den; „I don’t have any hides to gather, but I can help! I’m good at carrying things! Or keeping you company, if you’d rather.” A smile stretched across her face, easy and genuine. She rocked back onto her haunches, not quite settling, still brimming with an energy she was barely containing, waiting for Pangur’s response with an eager gleam in her eyes.