Neverwinter Forest Gone in bloom and bough

Sitri was exploring his home, learning the way of things, and he strayed past the borders and continued on heading straight for the never winter forest. He was tired of being in one place all the time, and realized that as simple as he might be, he needed to spread his wings a little bit. He was 4 already and he barely knew anything of the world other than cruelty and pain.

twitching scarred muzzle he stepped into the cool air, beneath the boughs of the trees, in the Neverwinter forest. He continued walking on doggedly, his large paws tearing up the ground as he went, leaving large footprints in the soft moist earth that the trees cradled.