Neverwinter Forest ukiallik

Kigipigak had not ventured away from the village since his previous return to it, bereft as he was, lost without Sakhmet. In the days to follow he had sullenly gone on with life and gradually thought less and less of her.

As he departed Moonglow this day, in the dark before sunrise, it was to gather information for his own sake. To venture beyond what he knew and see what lay outside the village limits. He hoped to find something worth the effort to bring back with him.

Plunging down the mountain slopes, feeling the rush of adrenaline as he took too sharp a turn one way, or too steep a lunge alongside some trees, Kigipigak let the wilderness swallow him up. When next he is spotted he is trailing through a golden forest.

There were obvious graze lines to the lowest eaves. Some patches of grass were wide and flat, indicative of a larger body having laid there; a herd had likely passed through before Kigipigak. He was glad - it gave him a target to focus on.