Neverwinter Forest house of leaves

He didn't search longer and so the solvery glint of Pasha's eyes wen unnoticed from his hiding place. The yearling found it difficult to keep a smirk from his face; it had been quite a while since he had invested himself in such a game. How easy it was to shelve everything that had been lurking in his thoughts for just a fraction of time...

His mind wandered, at least until Rannoch called for him. Pasha did not reply; only his smirk grew. He wouldn't draw it out forever of course, but as long as he had his brother in his view he had no qualms about making the boy sweat it out.