Neverwinter Forest so there he was...

He closed his eyes for a moment, remembering a red she-wolf that looked after him and his littermates while the rest of the pack hunted. She taught him his most vital skills - the ones he had used quite often when he journeyed until this point. The basics of tracking, which plants could help and which would hurt, and things along those lines. But the one skill she lacked the knowledge to teach him was the one he'd discovered he could do by accident when he stumbled into a lake. I'd say my best skill lies in fishing, but I'd be willing to learn whatever a wolf would be willing to teach me, even pupsitting.

Bark's silent dream was to be a sitter. He had always looked up to the one his old pack had. She had been his closest friend, outside his litter. Her name was lost to him, but her scent and her kind words were always a part of him.