Neverwinter Forest i felt free

Cypress needed no further invitation. He clambered atop his brother a bit unsteadily, but used the tree trunk to prop himself up — and then he leapt, snapping at the butterflies. They vacated their spot on the trunk, and one of them flew away, completely out of sight — but the other one, the yellow one, flew down toward the forest floor where Rannoch waited. “Nah!” squeaked out Cypress, falling harmlessly to the earth — puppies were composed of fifty percent rubber, weren’t they? — and bouncing slightly as he regained his footing. “Go! Go!” He barked, excitedly allowing his brother to strike the final blow in chasing that pesky interloper away.