Neverwinter Forest Blue Skies

Eagerly, like a hungry bobcat, did she await more from her son. She knew a pup could not do much, but anything he did excited her. That Kjalarr and her had been able to make him was such an unreal and abstract though - but definitely true. They had made the little fuzzball, whether intentionally or not. When he sneezed, Ondine giggled softly. She had never found a pup to be cute - not that this was your average puppy; this was their puppy.

Still giggling and smiling like a lovebird, she tucked him in with more of her silky white fur. She did not know what had caused the sneezing, but she hoped it was not a cold, and would prevent any more cold to reach his young vessel.