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

he was so ready to meet ciarán's attack, prepared to beat him up until he stopped being dumb. that would surely work! but then the paw of the intruder herself slapped the earth between them and despite his own start, a smirk was spared for the way in which his brother stumbled back at the unexpected barrier. hopping from paw to paw, a little salmon tongue stuck out to accompany his waggish grin but it was quickly abandoned as his mind caught back up to the task at paw-- the monster!!

a helpless look was thrown to his kin, unsure as to how to portray to him that he was not the enemy- she was!! a tiny paw stretched out to prod desperately at her larger limb whilst still staring very intensely at ciaran before turning with a huff and launching at her figure with a garbled war cry.

he would scare her away with or without his brother's help, he was much better than him after all.