Neverwinter Forest What the feck

a hellish roar sounded from the black wraith as her teeth clicked emptily, ganondorf eluded her fury by simple virtue of having a head start. the shade slowed as the distance put between them lengthened; even in her blind fury she could see she had little hope of overtaking him. 

a dull wrath overtook the wraith, who watched ganondorf’s form disappear with fury in her aubergine gaze. he had stolen her stone — her one connection to her family — he would pay. 

he left a trail easy enough for the intrepid tracker to follow. after a moment’s pause where she collected her wits and pushed away the rising sorrow in her throat, the little jackal rubbed her paws deep into the earth, ripping soil and grass from its hold like a pawing bull. no doubt @Merrick would detect this strange pattern on the earth, and know astara was now on a new errand. once astara’s markings were completely, she stalked after the tracks left in ganondorf’s wake. 

ganondorf would have to sleep sometime.. and when he did, astara would be there to ensure he did not wake.