Neverwinter Forest Hold on to me, never let me go.

luli and lili. their names complimented each other, if not perfectly matched. the young neverwinter couldn’t help but smile, allowing the smallest giggle to escape through closed lips.

this was one of the foreign wolves, one of the ones that spoke the other language. liliana thought that it was strange, then, the resemblance luli held to aibreann’s baby, nuala.

i like your spots, liliana complimented, keeping her voice low, you’re pretty.