Neverwinter Forest haunted by ill angels only

Maude continued to burrow, trying to find the warmest parts of Cypress' body. Unfortunately for him, those were closest to his nether regions, which meant Maude was coming uncomfortably close to a bad touch. Maude, carefree and nonchalant as she was, didn't mind the closeness as much as the boy beneath her did, squirming and squeaking. It was a change to lonely dens, pining for a man she did not yet have. She relished the feeling of another wolf against her before it was abruptly taken away from her.

She smiled at his little snarl, her ears only folding back at his angry declaration. Then yer alright wit freezin' den? She quipped, smirking smugly, even as another wolf — a female — came towards them, questioning the situation. 'taint much, lass. Just tryin' t'beat t'cold,