Neverwinter Forest and i'm missing you,

Cypress knew when he was beat. “I sorry, Noch,” he piped up again, far less triumphant this time around. “I did a lie.” Honest to a fault, the pudgy little raven elaborated: “I did a lie ‘cause I fo’gotta share. Forgot to share.” His little, bearlike ears drooped as he looked up at his mother and brother. “I sorry, Mama. I sorry, Noch.” He scooted over accordingly, making a point to give Rannoch more room than was necessary to make up for his social blunder. “I dess Mama needs bof — bothhhhh — of us, so I invite.” The idea rankled; he still felt jealous and selfish over his time with Eshe, but the misty-eyed boy knew when he was wrong. Leaning forward, he pressed a kiss to his brother’s cheek and settled back in the crook of Eshe’s arm with a contented — if a wee bit chastised — expression.

“Ess-yuse me, Mama, we gonna strong’n big like Paw tomorrow?” asked the stygian prince hopefully. Tomorrow always seemed like such a long time away! “Whassa fairy gaw-marrer? Whassa bessed?”