Neverwinter Forest Ready or not

As per usual, Kieran’s accent was thick, and while Scimitar understood the gist of what was said, he still missed parts of what his brother in law spoke. His ears cupped forward, amusement pressing to his lips in the form of a small smile and he gave a nod – fair enough. Kaskara had wanted this for a while, he thought, and he was happy to know that his family would be extended even further.
 
“I’m alright – trying to be optimistic about our settled tensions with Silvertip Mountain, but I believe the Blackfeather Woods pack is nearby here as well.” He paused, a light frown sweeping away his more jovial expression. “Until they figure out we’ve settled here and who we are.. I don’t think I want to tell our newer members about our history with them.” His words slowed at the end, his eyes drifting back to the large man before him – mostly, he was curious to what Kieran thought of it.