Neverwinter Forest penny jar

The fawn, who had done a fantastic job of staying dead still, perked it's ears up. And bolted, surprisingly quick for it's age. Wilwarin's excited stomping and rustling of the grass and leaves had given her away.

Keyni was not bothered by her error of overexcitement. Instead, she seized it as an opportunity to end this lesson with another. "We must learn patience on the path to becoming a hunter." She smiled. "It does not always come easy. With time. With practice and trial and error. And even then, there are some elements beyond our control." The hunt was over, but the lesson, hardly a failure. She moved on with Lotes's daughter, happy to enjoy the simple silence of her presence.