Neverwinter Forest cigarettes and tiny liquor bottles

Dash had had just managed to find the Hulk of branches, beautifully loaded down with snow. He let it fly, and he couldn't help it-- he had to turn around and watch the show....

The branch snapped fantastically, but there was no girl back there to receive the hit. Whaa..? 

Dash turned back forward, and he was immediately nose-to-nose with the girl, who for some odd reason was not looking so amused. Hadn't she been laughing about being covered in snow earlier? He thought she'd liked the game...

She suggested a new name for the forest and then immediately went back on it. Dash couldn't really see why not. "Nah, that's a great name. You should tell it to Cyclone. It might help her name her pack." Actually... shit. Had Cyclone already come up with a name for them? Dash couldn't remember.

"You should watch out for the trees..." Dash added slyly, noting the bits of debris tangled in the girl's fur. "They'll take a swing at you, if you don't live in this forest. It's our greatest line of defense!" Dash's smile widened teasingly.