Neverwinter Forest and the fire will consume us

idek if this makes any sense because i am so worn out from the heat... but i wanted to reply. @__@

In the split-second that Pasha realized he had misunderstood, his father seemingly appeared from the dense woodland. The movement immediately drew the yearling's gaze, his silver eyes locking onto the familiar and yet seemingly different visage that could not have been any other than Scimitar. Yet the boy did not try to pinpoint what it was that seemed so different about his father. Rather, it was a smile that broke across the seriousness of his expression in a flash to hear such words.

Pasha bounded forward to greet him with childish joy—it had been too long. His head slipped beneath his father's furry chin, coiling up to enthusiastically lick; his tail, could it have whipped to and fro any faster, would have tried to fly off. Whatever worries he had harbored a moment ago were extinguished now, his father safe and sound. The notion he had misunderstood was also discarded.

In all this, he missed the drawling tones of Sawyer and the subsequent departure.

"I missed you," he murmured, abandoning the idea he was truly an adult.