Neverwinter Forest i don't want to regret the past

His father agreed to a story, and Cae's tail began to wag excitedly as the man pondered, likely disturbing his concentration. He was thinking an awfully long time- if it were Caerus' story to tell, he would've improved something on the spot, using his imagination to carry it as it went. His father seemed to have something more clear-cut in mind... but soon there was a question, and Caerus' head tilted. hunny? He questioned to his grinning pa, brows twining themselves together in a perplexed knot. wuz dat?