Neverwinter Forest Is crua a cheannaíonn an droim an bolg.

Kieran had been laying in the front of the den, looking in from the outside, when he watched his little daughter get away from her mother's growling stomach. His heart clenched at the sound, but he couldn't help the smile that graced his face as she waddled away. He chuffed at her gently and pushed his head and shoulders into the den, particles of light dancing through the gaps to make patterns on the floor.

Cad é an t-ábhar ar mo chailín beag? Ní maith liom na fuaimeanna?