Neverwinter Forest nesting dolls

His feeling of vulnerability only grew as he was met with quietness again. He had expected some sort of reply but instead received the silent treatment. His head tilted heavily to the side as he waited in anticipation for whatever was out there. The sound of pawsteps through the nearby foliage soon came to answer his uneasy feelings. He held his breath as he awaited whatever lurked in the darkness. He knew he could not run away, despite his conscious telling him otherwise. He was a prince of the future and would protect his home at whatever cost it took. Even if it were with his life.

The stranger soon showed himself and as a puppy stepped into sight, Rannoch puffed out his chest and pushed himself to his paws. Though the other was from the forest and even smelled of his cousins he couldn’t be too sure. Instead of answering the other, her looked on with hard eyes and mimicked the other’s question. “Who you?” And just what are you doing on my turf?! Such afterthoughts were ones that Rannoch couldn’t put into words just yet due to his limited vocabulary.