Neverwinter Forest blowin’ off my mom, i don’t wanna go home

vague about some stuff, just wanted to get this in before it's too late LOL

The sound of voices further along the border draws Zephyr's attention away from his patrol, and he follows them warily, ears perked to pick out individual sounds through the trees. He recognizes Kratos's voice first, and then — then someone he doesn't expect at all. His pace picks up until he sees figures through the trees. He slows, then, but he doesn't stop — not until he sees Cupid fully.
Cupid? He takes a couple steps forward, and his gaze falls to the lump on the ground, half-concealed by Cupid's paw. His ears fall flat against his skull, hackles rippling. What the fuck is that? Part of him knows already, but he doesn't want that answer. He doesn't trust himself with that answer.