Neverwinter Forest a little ethereal

They moved farther up the edge of the forest, Simmik still stopping occasionally to inspect things but clearly engaged in the story being told by her new packmate. 

He told her of all the ways the two wolves' routines had changed, and she grew more curious the further he moved through the story. 

She paused her steps when spoke of the sisters not being able to hold the rocks of their cairn. She looked at Ico with confusion and interest. That's strange, she told him. Why? She was so eager to hear the rest of the story that she hadn't even realized she stopped walking.