Neverwinter Forest we'll be counting stars

Her name might have been difficult, but they all too easily understood the universal wolf bow for play – both sprung in to actin, and laughing, the bi-toned girl tipped her head down so the silver boy could grasp her ear, while Cypress peppered fore forelimb with tiny sharp teeth.

She allowed them to tug and chew, her own jaws gently nipping between the two to tug on fur or nose at them gently. These were the interactions she had missed with her mother and father’s last litter – and so she was grateful she had an opportunity now to at least get to know part of her newer siblings.