Neverwinter Forest i felt free

Oh, for — there were two of them now?

Cypress’ ears fanned out to the sides of his head like the wings of an airplane in an eloquent expression of pained disgruntlement. His throat was sore from barking, his paws were sore from battering the tree trunk, and now there were two winged bandits. “Dah!” he cried out desperately, his voice cracking in the middle with the force of his emotion. It was simply too much — he couldn’t even — and at this point, the pudgy little fledging felt that the best option was to flee the scene and find their father. Would Noch agree? Putting his button nose to the upturned mess of moss and pine needles, Cypress snuffed around — he was so intent upon his tracking that he bumped into the very tree they were trying to defend. Backing away, he cast a bitter glare at the butterflies — he was sure it was their fault somehow — and threw back his head again, bleating like a sad little goat: “Dah! Dah?”