Neverwinter Forest especially different

Ears perked up at the sound of Mal's voice, and so did his expression as he galloped playfully towards his father. da'! you got some food fo' me? He rambled excitedly, skidding to a halt in front of dear old dad. Boy, that smelled good... Cae's mouth began to water at the sight, and already he had forgotten about the braindead thing behind him in the den, too focused on the joy of being around his father and smelling meat.