Neverwinter Forest She's a wild one

Amalia stepped near the Forest, green eyes going up and up to start at the boughs of the large trees, that stood side by side. Like soldiers all in a row. They were watching, waiting, but for what she wasn't sure. She felt small here, small yet alive. The sounds beneath the boughs perked her black tufted ears forward, while eyes of green traced the chattering creatures that swung upon and through it's branches. 

She didn't push far past the treeline, she could smell wolves here, and though she wasn't certain there was a pack. She also didn't wish to risk it. She had always known of boundaries but Cerne and Kigipigak had taught her more.

So with gentle steps she circled around the area, her nose down to the ground. She wasn't certain if she just wished to explore today, or actually hunt. She should bring something back for Sahkmet, Akkuma and Kivaluk