Neverwinter Forest a new fantastic point of view

The morning for the youngest forest prince had started just as any other had. He had snoozed during bath time. Bath time was always a time that lulled Rannoch to sleep. There was something about the careful attention and thorough job that drove the young boy into dreamland. He only returned to awareness as Eshe spoke. Though her words failed to portray any meaning, the boy embraced the hum of her voice. Lifting his head, the young boy smiled up to his mother and tipped his tail.

He was blissfully unaware that he was mere moment away from an instance that would change his life forever.

As he held his head high, the boy noticed that something seemed off around his eyes. Something felt different and it was unsettling to the young cub. As he realized this, the boy’s brows furrowed in confusion and his little heart’s tempo increased. What was going on. He drew a clumsy paw to his face, rubbing around the area around his eyes. Bringing his head to the ground as he clumsily wiped his eyes he breathed a airy whine, as if he were attempting to alert Eshe that something terribly wrong was happening.