Neverwinter Forest darling dears o'mine

He held onto every word that his mother spoke, taking in her lessons with wide eyes. They had been given their first few lessons on being polite and it would seem that they would be given more as time went on. Nodding happily at her words, as if to silently agree with what she had taught, the youngest prince replied with a happy, “Yes Momma, Nook ‘n Cypwiss invaite!” He would do better next time!

He was the last to catch the smell of their father and for a moment he turned his eyes to the front of their home, grinning widely as he caught sight of Scimitar. His tail wagged as thoughts of what he and his father could do now that he was home, but it seemed as if Eshe had plans of her own for them. He returned his attention to his mother as she schemed up a plan for the trio and to this idea, Rannoch jumped to his paws to show her that he was ready. His tail had previously been calming waving, like a flag in the warm summer breeze, but this plot drove his tail to go into overdrive.

“Pownce?!” he whispered giddily, drawing forward his forelimbs to set himself into a play-position. “Lessa do it!!” It was her best plan to date.