Neverwinter Forest house of leaves

Rannoch clutched one particular word that he had said, and it seemed to be enough to break whatever uncertainty may have existed between them. The silvery pup bounced to his feet with energy and approached, melting away any concerns Pasha may have had about their meeting one another. He supposed his father would not have allowed it if he didn't think it would have gone over well and so far, if first impressions meant anything, it was. His tail wagged easily; his smile broadened.

"That's right, I'm your brother," he reiterated, "you've more than one." Several, Pasha wanted to admit. He had several, related either one way or another in some convoluted way. Some that weren't even really technically related but somehow in his understand of family, he would have lumped together anyway. And Cy, that must have been for Cypress—Pasha's gaze temporarily flicked past Rannoch to the den mouth, but no sight of the other brother appeared.