Neverwinter Forest these streets

As the sandy-coloured female began to speak the ebony Captain was surprised at how open she was. While the hybrid was prone to being outspoken, he was also extremely reserved; he did not trust others, which was why he tended to avoid giving out his name, and was not fond of making friends. He hardly shared what he was thinking with others as the mutt deemed it unimportant – they did not need to know his personal business. The only canine Styx could see himself possibly sharing his thoughts with was Katrina, and that was because they led a pack together. In order to ensure that the pack remained strong they would have to share ideas – if not, Neverwinter could potential suffer because of their indifference toward each other. Not only did her honesty seem strange, but so were the comments she made. She wasn’t fitting in well? Styx hardly believed that to be true, as the jewel-eyed female seemed to be a very personable wolf. Surely there must have been one bad encounter with a fellow crew mate that had left Turquoise feeling so flabbergasted. Considering that the ebony Captain somewhat liked the peculiar female, he was somewhat bothered by what she had told him. “You are a firecracker, Turquoise. It may take some longer than others to get properly acquainted with you,” he responded with a quick wink, a thin smile falling onto his dark maw. “Anything happen that I should know about?” Styx wanted his pack members to get along with each other as their harmony added to the balance of the pack – he would not tolerate a bad egg among his ranks.