Neverwinter Forest Forest Sun

She seemed to slacken as they walked, as though his presence became less awkward for her, and he smiled inwardly. Viinturuth had always been a social creature, one who made great effort to make others feel comfortable, despite his often stoic appearance. He enjoyed being part of a traditional pack, without restrictions on who he could be alone with, and had felt far more relaxed in Neverwinter than he ever had in Samarkand. He loved his family, of course, and he missed them fiercely... but the traditions and laws of Susa were not natural for him, and he'd never been able to truly accept them.

"My mother was a Northerner," he explained, in response to Sapphire's question regarding his decision to venture further from his desert home. "She met my father, a Southerner, and when their pack disbanded they made their way back to his birth-place to take over from my elderly grandfather." Viinturuth rolled a shoulder, content with the brief explanation of how his parents came to reside in Samarkand. He did not offer information on the pack's unusual ways, for fear of offending her gender. "When they left last Summer, my brother before me took the reigns of the pack and I decided to take my leave and see more of where my mother's family had come from. I never did get along particularly well with Sahrotaar, so it was best for us both."

The sound of paws on fresh snow made him paused in his tracks and his tall ears pricked forward. Viinturuth's pale eyes scanned the area and settled on the figure of an unknown, russet male. He seemed narrow of frame, and young, maybe just shy of a year old. Viin let him approach he and his companion, and soon he was content that the other wolf was not a trespasser. He relaxed considerably, and flicked his feathered black tail in silent greeting.

"Hello to you," the corners of his mouth tugged upward in a smile, welcoming the sleek yearling. "I am Viinturuth and this is Sapphire," he glanced her way, hoping he hadn't irked her by speaking for her. In the short time he'd known her, Sapphire seemed independent and he realised that she may not appreciate his sharing of her name. He moved on then, beckoning his pack-mates to follow as hunger gripped his stomach once more, figuring that together they could slay something that all of Neverwinter could benefit from.