Neverwinter Forest you and i in place, wasting time on dominoes

he followed the most recent iteration of @Mal's scent, not in too much of a hurry to run into his alpha, but wanting to find him soon all the same. it had been some time since they'd spoken at length, alone, and he missed the camaraderie. most of the time, the company of children was good enough for him. on this occasion, he needed something different.

his breath fogged as he trotted through the trees, eyes darting, idly observing the autumn's death into winter. even so, true to its name, the forest would never completely lose its greenery. even when the snow came down and the days grew shorter than ever, the evergreens would remain.

he wondered what the willows were like, this time of year. cam couldn't imagine their wispy, fragile boughs withstanding the freeze. and then what—would they be naked branches, rattling in the breeze, like most other trees right now? it seemed too ugly for the place of faeries.

but he wasn't there. he was here, and he eyed the conifers gratefully before returning his gaze to the path ahead. 

he needed to speak to mal about moonspear, because if he wasn't here, then he didn't know where else he could possibly belong.