Neverwinter Forest twenty seven dreams

A snack...pack? Haruki stared blankly after the boy as he insisted he wouldn't take long, before shambling off just out of sight. The ex-prince was left alone with his thoughts for a few moments, and he spent that time wondering just what a snack pack could be. Was it one of this forest pack's weird customs?

True to his word, the other returned quickly with the scent of blood and bird in the air. Haruki noted a small red feather that clung to the boy's rounded chest, and quirked an eyebrow. He had meant a literal snack? Just how many of these packs did he have?

Ignoring the boy's laboured breathing, Haruki strode past him and headed towards the borders. "C'mon then," he urged quietly, breaking into a hurried clip as he led the two out of the cover of the woodland and into the wilds beyond.