Neverwinter Forest and the fire will consume us

If there was a childish hint of indignation, Scimitar did not hear it nor acknowledge it. He had not expected Eshe to be welcomed with open arms – but he could only hope his children would see her as an ally and friend at some point in their life. Bazi and his mateship had felt a lifetime ago – and somehow, it seemed as if it were only yesterday that he had cradled his first litter in the stark sunshine on the Peak.
 
“About a month. It was.. terrible timing. A foolish decision really, as days after the famine..” He shook his head, releasing a breath. Had it been the famine that had been Whittier’s ultimate end? Had he grown too weak? “They’re all fine. They’re named Cypress and Rannoch.. and of course you can.” He gave a nod toward the territory, indicating the boy need not wait upon the borders any longer – his son would always have a home with him.