Neverwinter Forest all of these things, but one

@Mal, AW!

The Grandfather had not given permission without hesitation. He'd allowed Mathieu to leave, based on the promise of his progeny's eventual return. Don't be like your mother, he'd warned. The boy did not take this comment lightly, knowing the extent of the hurt left in Queenie's absence — a Father without his Princess was a man bound to go insane.

He would eventually return home, if only for a weekend getaway. For now, he was content to enjoy his young adulthood, finally free from the nest. 

Mathieu stopped beside a border and examined its trail. Well-kept, but not very diverse; he assumed that this was either a small pack, or a large pack with a tight-holed leader. He snorted at the thought before tilting back his head to sound a summoning howl.