Neverwinter Forest a new fantastic point of view

The soot sprite felt more than heard his mother’s voice as it washed lovingly over his tiny body, and as she leaned to kiss him, he wriggled like a live wire — his entire body shimmied like a snake’s as he butted his head gently against his mother’s muzzle, demanding without words: more! He and Rannoch were the only two, and bound to get more than their fair share of attention from their doting mother. Cypress sought her blindly, propping himself up on his forelegs to grow closer still to her.

The pointed, “Buh?” of his brother broke through the soft cottoned canals of his still developing ears, and he swung his blunt puppy nose to the side, still unable to see his dust bunny of a brother. He knew he was there, though, and began to paddle toward the paler puppy with a seeking nose and paws.