Neverwinter Forest i’m the kinda girl

As his legs were much longer than the ones attached to the silver-eyed stranger, the hybrid struggled to match his pace to hers. His mind was screaming at him to abandon the damsel and turn around immediately as this was not where he was supposed to be. Styx should have already cleared the forest and moved on to the neighbouring territory, not keeping this girl company simply because she was lost. Being on his own meant no complications, no commitments, and absolutely nothing holding him back. The hybrid was confident that if he stopped moving entirely he would spontaneously combust – travelling and exploring was what he was meant to do, it was impossible for the yearling to settle down. Unbeknownst to the girl beside him, the mutt had no idea where he was going. He was leading her in the direction that he had been going in before getting distracted. Hopefully it was the right way, or else any trust that the girl might have toward him would be stripped. Not that he cared — friends weren’t important. Her comment had taken the inky male by surprise as he stole a side-glance at the silver-eyed girl, a smile blossoming over his dark lips. The words still struggled to fall off her tongue, but her tone was far more confident than it had been at the start of their meeting. This time he could not stop the chuckle that bubbled from his chest, the sound breaking the silence that had fallen over the two wolves. “Really?” He finally managed, his bright eyes still focused on the chocolate girl. “Don’t tempt me or else you’ll never get rid of me,” he cooed with another wink, his tail giving a quick wag behind him. Something was seriously wrong with him.