Neverwinter Forest Sometimes

For @scimitar

Tuwawi wove through Neverwinter Forest in an attempt to discover the best location to build a den. It was an unlucky season to join a pack, as the ground would be frozen straight through. Even if her home would be shallow, it meant protection from the wind and sleet that would soon come as the winter months began to thaw. Perhaps it was unusual for such a new recruit to seek a den so soon, however Tuwawi was no stranger to this process. The past two years had been nothing but joining blooming packs, each with the promise of a new start. It all seemed dull now... nothing but a dismal routine until the next roadblock caused commotion. She sighed at the thought as a hollow feeling, in the pit of her gut, lurched.

Slowly the wood became more dense as she reached the heart of Neverwinter's territory. The boughs of trees interwove like mesh, where small protected pockets of land dwelled. She search for a very particular place... is had to be dry, sheltered, and private. It might have been the woman inside demanding these particulars be met with such scrupulous observation - a certain maternal flair. However, she grimaced at this notion and turned away.

She searched, but the Phi was unsatisfied with what she found. It was unduly craggy here, and she sought softer ground. With short strides, Tuwawi took off at a brisk pace, hoping to find a proper site before nightfall.