Neverwinter Forest Moonlit

The last wisps of tiredness clung to her and she fought them off. The Tundrian managed a small smile in return. The man introduced himself as Cerne. But the term soothsayer was unfamiliar to her and was met with a curious blink.

Natigvik was heavy on his fur. Aside from Kigipigak, he was the next wolf in line she was meeting. "Well met, Cerne. I am Keyni. I share Winterglade alongside Lote." The warmth in her voice hinted at her close relationship with the dove. "A soothsayer you say? What is that, exactly?"