Neverwinter Forest watch me, watch me

Caerus' own nose was sniffing out a cache, one that he knew belonged to his family- until a strange and unfamiliar scent hit him. It wasn't Neverwinter, not at all. He furrowed his brow and began to track until he spotted a grayish blob up ahead. Was it one of his half siblings? No, they were smaller than that. This boy was Caerus' own size, perhaps with the addition of a few extra pounds in his round stomach. So what was he doing, sniffing around the food? 

who the fuck are you? Cae called from a distance, posture not hostile but tone certainly suspicious.