Neverwinter Forest deem it so

Although eyes had averted in a show of submission, in his peripheral vision he had noticed Scimitar's muscles relax like stones in a landslide. Goldhawk was glad to have helped cause such an effect, and redoubled his intentions to maintain a fierce loyalty to Neverwinter and its mothers.

We will, he agreed outright, with a firm nod. Then he paused, and put forth a lingering thought: although we've taken great care to be a peaceful lot, what are your thoughts on fighting other packs for food should it come to that? We have brawn to spare, and with little lives on the line it might be worth the risk — depending on the situation of course.