Neverwinter Forest I know I'm keeping my outfit

Hallo~ ^_^

Goldhawk was padding along the borders, minding the business on the horizon (was that a falcon?), when he heard the howl. Feeling it different to the usual call from those seeking acceptance into the pack, the Beta was precise in his journey towards its owner, who he guessed was a male around his own age.

All at once, he saw a stranger in the vicinity of one of Neverwinter's youngest. Seeing Eimear's fear, Goldhawk sprang protectively in front of her and his golden fur bristled. You'd best explain yourself fast, bucko, he warned the male. Striking fear into the hearts of Neverwinter's little beauties is not a sin fast forgiven, wot.