Neverwinter Forest at the end of it

since i guess she lives here

There it was. By now, the buck had fallen significantly behind his herd, his limp heavy. Tiger debated going after it herself, but she was sure there was plenty of power in its other legs to get her off if he had the energy. As a lone wolf, it wasn't a risk she was willing to take. Tiger would have to wait until it lay down to die. But she kept after it, wanting to be the one to be there when that happened to get first dibs. To her knowledge, none other tracked the herd she did. She'd seen a couple of others in the Forest, but only passing through.

It was then the young buck's back-leg buckled and the thing tumbled. It made no effort at all to get up, and for the moment, Tiger lingered in the cover of the dark woods, watching its labored breathing. It still had its antlers and legs to come at her with, but maybe it had decided for itself to die. There was no coming back from that injury, and it was only a matter of time before he did pass on... but she had imagined he had more in him than this.