Neverwinter Forest Let's just freeze the frame

Scimitar had scoured Neverwinter Forest through the night, trying to find his silver son. The boy was usually prompt with his arrival -- and given Lucy was also missing, he did not believe it to be a coincidence. @Eshe was beside herself with worry -- and as the son had risen, their scents had become even more faded.. and they had not answered the adults calls. Instructing his mate to look after Cypress, the Frostfur began a powerful stride to the borders, oblivious to their visitor and his previous call.

He came upon his daughter -- her striking pelt a contrast to the surrounding woods, and he blinked in surprise at the stranger that was at their borders. The scent of Redhawk Caldera filtered to him, but he could not begin to placate the male he only now assumed to be this Elwood -- instead, his gaze drifted between both, his jawline set rigid and his muzzle lifting. "Rannoch and Lucy are missing. They're not in the forest." He paused -- his mind reeling at what could have happened. He had seen no sign of struggle -- and yet he could not imagine his boy had simply run away from home.

"Allure, grab either @Pasha or @October and search for them towards the south. Check with Moonspear. I'm going west." He paused then, his eyes locking upon his eldest daughter. "Stay away from Blackfeather Woods." He hadn't heard the other wolf mention the pack, nor did he care that his words would begin to unravel the secret he had harbored from his family -- what Blackfeather Woods meant to him.