Neverwinter Forest lately

Kieran shifted at her touch, and chuffed gently at the emptiness her warmth left when she moved away. She was like a neverending stream for the male. He couldn't get enough of her. His beautiful Kaskara.

He followed behind her, enjoying the view, but he was shocked from his thoughts at the next words that came from her mouth. He stopped in midstep and took a deep breath. He had to take a few more as she boldly approached the topic that was near and dear to her heart especially lately. Kieran had thought that it would be brought up, but he still wasn't prepared. He looked at her and weighed his words carefully. Waaat if dat monster followed me 'ere? Or waat if oi'm not pure gran' at bein' a owl lad? You'll be a deadly ma thar's naw doubt aboyt dat? but oi'm not gran' at bein' lovey an' oi'm lorge an' auld? Waat if oi canny gie yer waat yer want?