Neverwinter Forest moon spirits

For @Makan.

Restlessly, she paced under the thick canopy of her home. She had not strayed far in a while. Not with Lote and her newborn, Fjall, still vulnerable. The Tundrian often was found at the dove's den, assisting where she could and doting on the child, if Lote allowed it. 

Just looking at the two of them made her gut stir with yearning. Just as she had done in many nights prior when she could not sleep, she shoved the feeling away. There was another, she noticed, who also saw the change. Who may have felt left out. She had been able to tell just by the look on his face the day of the birth. 

Rising from her post at the den side, she shook out her furs and turned in the direction of the border. She kept her exit quiet, so as not to wake the mother and son duo within. She wasn't usually so uptight, but this year was different. She wasn't in the mood for any unwelcome surprises.