Neverwinter Forest an end to smoke

It was not only within the pack's claim that the burly male sought to track herds for the pack to hunt. If they exhausted all of their immediate resources, then they would have to range further and further from their home to find food. So he'd been tracking along after the herd of deer for a while before he noticed tracks leading away from the herd. One of the foolish creatures had chosen to split away from the others, which made it all the more of a target. While he suspected his packmates were too far away to give him an assist, he still felt it prudent to track the creature and see if he led to another herd, or to a better grazing ground. 

He would smell the hint of ash and smoke before he even saw or heard the deer or the wolf that pursued it. It made him pause and gaze up through the trees, wondering why it was he thought he smelled smoke. Faint enough, he thought, that it couldn't be near- and it was only when he caught a glimpse of the fleeing deer that he startled and crouched to the ground as they neared. He forgot, temporarily, what might have brought the scent of ash to his nose and kept himself low until the deer sped closer, followed by the dark, thin, lone wolf. Unless they had other friends close by, he figured that due to the wolf's thin frame, this was an act of desperation. 

Adrastus, needless to say, was not one to turn down a hunt. 

So he remained crouched until the deer was chased toward him, at which point he sprang toward it. The creature balked- skidding to a halt in panic, before dashing off in another direction, which he hoped gave the dark wolf enough time to catch up. With the two of them on its trail, they both had a better chance of securing a meal.