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

Miriam wasn't sure what the pup expected, but he played like one, and so she lifted a paw. Her thought was to simply roll him over, however instead another one crawled out into a dash, right into her precisely. They weren't that big, but it still caused her to move backwards with wide-eyes in surprise.

"Are you okay?" She asked the pup, unsure why the maiden keeps talking to them, when speech is limited. By then though, Miriam had got up and looked down at Finín in worry, momentarily forgetting about the playful one.