Neverwinter Forest There's no luck except where there's discipline

The old country. That sounded right. His father had not used those words, himself, but perhaps the traditions had faded as future generations settled into their new home. Kieran did have the same inflections, the same speech, as he did, though certainly more pronounced.

Faolan smiled as the mahogany wolf gave the names of his pups. "They sound lovely," he complimented. "I'd love to meet them sometime." He kept his voice gently neutral; he would not want Kieran to get the wrong impression of his intentions toward his children.