Neverwinter Forest and the wind, whispering soft lullabies

dated for tomorrow afternoon/evening? reply just whenever ur ready ^^ @Mal sorry this starter is shitty my brain cannot think words

Finally she had made her way back to Neverwinter, after her last visit to the Saints. The border where she now recognized Simmik's scent among others, was becoming quite familiar. And Mal's scent. She took a respectful step back, howling for the leader himself; for whatever words he had to tell her- and settling back on dark haunches to wait patiently for his arrival.