Neverwinter Forest nobody learns no nothing from no history

*ties it up with a pretty bow*

The tension built, causing Toothless to press closer behind the large she-wolf as it nervously awaited a confrontation. However, none ever came. The footfalls faded away into the forest. Toothless's quivering nose quested after the scent, but it receded. Slowly, it calmed. Its tail twitched as it turned back toward its new leader, question marks in its bright eyes, only to see that she had already begun to lope away.

Its little paws made a series of comically frantic thumps as it galloped after her, looking over its shoulder once, twice and three times. Its legs began to tangle on that third turn, so it finally faced forward for good, though its bat-like ears twisted backward, listening all the same, for sounds of approach from the rear. They never came; the mismatched pair was left in peace.