Neverwinter Forest wait and

she came looking for some sign.

a mark, a scent, bones of a meal. anything would have been welcomed and instead it seemed emptier than ever before.

where had panuk gone? why had she lost him?

as if it was not enough, she could feel the presence of the dead pressing down upon her lungs. choked and smothered by the knowledge of what laid in here now. it had been so much more manageable when panuk had been here.

now it felt like she had been wrong. like she had ignored a million warnings in favor of dreams.

teary-eyed she was suddenly sweeping through the forest in a rush.

I can make this post a different wolf if you'd like. Ajei or Alaric or even one of thr pups Kinusi and Tikaani

Callyope had made him think of his son. And he made a careful walk to the neverwinter forest. Much weighed on him right now. Another child stolen. His own missing. The world was beating the humble man down. And he didn't know how much more he could take.

A deep breath of loam and air. But Panuks scent was not there. Rodyn worried and yet part of him held hope, faith perhaps that his son was fine. Would come back someday changed, but good and sweet and.

A rushing nose. Entire stocky body went on high alert. Yellow eyes swung up and out, ears perked forward, body immediately bowed into hunting stance. What sounded so?

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something was here.

panuk, begged her heart. caution, whispered her spirit. nearly as quick as her flurry had begun she ceased it.

she could not see clearly. blinking, blinking. desperately she wished for the tears to flee her eyes. she did not want to be seen crying and she could not be so vulnerable! moonglow is at your back. she was not weak, she was not alone.

if she had known who it was, perhaps she would have called out differently —

come out, she offered hesitantly.

His head titled as he waited for what it was. A sigh of relief as he heard Callyope. But also a tightening at her words. She sounded...breathless, saddened, something

He stepped into the light. Callyope?

Yellow eyes searching for her form. At the back of his mind something tugging at his conscience. He should be in moontide. They needed him right now. But his mind was overly full.