Neverwinter Forest do not let me down

backdated to before ros/ez/hua/ying thread!

 

Mal was to thank for her recognizing the scent. Mal had exposed himself and made himself vulnerable to their vengeance. The Ostrega knew she should inform him, and so, accompanied by @Alya Hydra did just that, though only after speaking with her mate and brothers on the topic. Whatever their misgivings be on a personal basis, this was far, far bigger than that. Mal had shown himself to Hydra to not be an unreasonable man in any case, and given none of his wolves had hunted upon the Glen and the famine seemed to be over with Hydra felt their bygones were just that. 

She arrived after investigating the glen; recent snowfall disallowed anything new to be deduced, and nor did her trail come up again along the paths they utilized. Hydra would delve deeper into that on the return journey, though they still had plenty of miles to go. The Nightwalkers were next on the list, Neverwinter was simply closer in proximity... and Mal more at risk himself. Hydra kept a respectable distance from the borders, Alya further still, as she loosed a howl to call for him. Once the sound faded, she peered into the woodland and sniffed the air. No trace of the shade, so it seemed.