Neverwinter Forest Mama! I Killed A...Thing

Arrille bounded out, full of energy on the eve of the morning. His father had fallen asleep, and was not watching as his son went out of the den. But not so far. He had been spending lots of time with his father. And with such time, he had learnt some words. As well as being taught to howl. And just that he did as he ran about, no doubt waking everyone. 

He kept running in circles, yipping and making more howls till he suddenly stopped, eyes drawn to something moving. Immediately, just like had been shown, he crept up on the small two-winged creature, otherwise known as a butterfly. It did not move, not until he was upon it and it's wings did a little flitter while it was perched. With a little laugh, he whispered to it, "Hi." And then he lifted a paw, looked at his paw, then the butterfly. Arrille had a rather cruel humor toward smaller things. That showed when his paw quickly batted down onto the poor insect.