Neverwinter Forest lxvi. never quite close enough to see your disguise

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Lótë's gaze flitted to the woman as they appeared from between the trunks. She dipped her head to the exotic creature, recognizing that she was canid but not familiar with wolfdogs or their existence in the slightest. Even so, the dove had long grown accustomed to those with differences from herself. 

"I was searching for my village-brother. He is pale, draped in ginger with yellow eyes," the two-year murmured in answer. "Have you happened to see anyone of that description?"