Neverwinter Forest Children of the Firehawk

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It was a familiar scent that caught her attentions, and she followed it ardently, excitedly. There were many she could not tell of her mission, of the war, that had taken her from this place the first time. And her work had never been done; again she had to go, and had not told even Echelon, though that trip had been a shorter one. Tonravik would not steal the wolves of Tartok away from what they may have built themselves in the meantime, knowing that Tartok was a lifelong commitment in itself. Eventually, they found their way back; or, perhaps, as luck might have it, she would find them.

Kroc, too, she could smell, and in nearing them the tension was palpable. But when she saw the makings of attack, she looked to Taltos and to her subordinate and let out a roar of her own, moving to intervene, to intersect. The bear of a woman moved to go between the two, certain she might get caught in the crossfire. But then, Tonravik knew that this was her battle to fight.