Neverwinter Forest we'll be counting stars

“Nuh?” came the query from the silver prince as a call came from the mouth of the den. He had been spending that afternoon tiptoeing about the den, looking for something to get into. He was positioned near the rear of the den when his attention turned to find another wolf that he had never met. The initial hesitation that he had felt when their first visitor had stopped by was long gone and the pup welcome any wolf who stopped by. Not wanting to waste another moment, he clumsily gathered himself onto his paws and galloped towards the front.

As he got closer, the first thing that struck out to the child was the stranger’s eyes. The hue was as brilliant and their father’s. To this quick though, he questioned, “Dah?” This question fell as arrived before her pausing as he tipped his head up to get a good look at her. He knew that she wasn’t his father, but her eyes were confusing him a great deal. He looked at her for a moment with a thick brow, examining her. As his eyes took her in entirely, he noticed that she bore a gift between her paws. Excitement surged suddenly through his being as he look from her to the antler.

How did she know that he LOVED antlers? They were becoming all the more common in the den as their teeth were coming in. Without missing a beat, the boy reached out and clamped his needle-like teeth around the prize, his eyes reaching up once more in an imploring manner, as if to say: “Kindly please let go so I can take this away.”