Moonspear So fetch

Dirge agreed readily with her. It was not as though they were dooming the Neverwinter wolves in some way to extinction. Though she would have preferred that the Neverwinters be fully allied to the Ostregas, she knew that this was a lot to ask from a young pack leader. Perhaps in time, the wolves from the neighbouring forest would be able to see that the Moonspears and their allies and descendants had everyone's best interests in mind. Perhaps, one day, they would be together as one.

I am, and a good one when I have support, she said simply. She realized after she had spoken it might have sounded as though she didn't feel she had support. When I hunt alone I do well enough, but it's not the same, you know? she clarified quickly.

There was a beauty in the hunt. She loved the adrenaline rush. She loved that things did not feel fully complete during a hunt. There was a constant need to fill in the unknown with the known through scent and sight and knowledge. For Toad, at least, it was through others that she did this. The buzz of not knowing where the quarry was was steadied by her comrades working with her to flush it out.