Neverwinter Forest Hey, what is it about the gates of Hell that compels people to wander into 'em?

finín had originally been rather content to ignore ciarán's demanding caterwauling as he so often did, much too engrossed with the odd critter he'd cornered in the shadiest nook of their den whilst trying to hide his find from @Nuala, certain she'd ruin it as was in her galling nature. and all was going rather splendid, hummed delight huffing from his jaws each time a clumsily slapped paw would send the shiny grub scuttling in the opposite direction only to be cut off by another night cloaked foot. impish grin would crawl across his muzzle as he lowered his head, curious to see what on earth it would do now that he'd forced it into such a predicament. poor chap was about to feel the claws of karma for the first time as the beetle unleashed the hidden weapon stored beneath scintillating armour and flew at finín and his stupid grin in a full blown attack!!

he backed up with an indignant scream, head shaking wildly as the tiny monster took it upon itself to cling to his dusty snout. terror flushed his system as he staggered back and whipped around; aware of nothing except this beast upon his face and how he had to get it OFF. eyes scrunched shut, he'd charge forward like an enraged bull, jaws parted to voice his despair and releasing some incoherent wail of "awrawrAWRRR" bustling past mama like a tiny rocket and roughly shoving past ciarán only to whip eyes open a second too late as he crashed head first into miriam with a "saaas!" and tumbled head over heels into the dirt. disturbed dust settles nicely upon the lump of pup sprawled across the earth, little beetle strolling off towards the nearest clump of grass, pleased with its speedy ride to the outside world.