Neverwinter Forest an end to smoke

dice roll = 13. fia will be helpful!! *sigh of relief*

Their eyes met, and in that brief moment Fia read no sign of aggression or intimidation towards her - though she did, perhaps, detect a faint hint of sympathy, no doubt for the less than stellar showing she was putting up. She allowed the briefest of smiles - so rusty, these expressions! - to turn her lips upward at the small smile the Arctic offered, before shifting her focus more closely back to the hunt. 

As the other wolf wove and dove, Fia did her best to make up the ground she had given in her previous missteps. His quiet bark bolstered her, and she pushed her heaving flanks forward, pulling up abreast with him and the roe as they pressed forward through the trees. She was banking on the deer's growing fear as the two predators inched closer, adding a low growl and some teeth-gnashing to shore up the less-than-threatening picture she assumed she made, skin and bones wolf that she was. And sure enough, the deer shied away - and towards the white wolf waiting.