Neverwinter Forest arrows to athens

Szabala wined, confused by her surroundings. Everything around her had vanished, including her mother. She shimmied around, frightened that she had somehow put herself very far from where her comfort was. However, in reality she was only about a few inches from her mother's belly, and even closer to her two brothers. She may even be possibly howling into one of their deaf ears. She army crawled in a random direction, but was lucky enough to find the soft, tangled fur of her mother once again. If she could, she would have done a little victory dance, but all she could do at the moment was barely flap her little tail around. She hunted around through the tangled locks for a few minutes, searchng tirelessly for a teat. She had found that hunger came to her very often, and her daily scedule had turned into eat, sleep, eat, sleep and so on. It was fine for her, and since she knew no better, she is set on the assumption that it would go on like this for the rest of her life. Little did she know, there were big changes ahead of her that at the moment, wouldn't seem possible to the tiny princess. She eventually found what she was looking for and set to work on letting the warm milk slide down her throat. As she continued to suckle, she began the grow drowsy and knew she would soon slip into the land of darkness.