Neverwinter Forest entropy

The woman did not fluster; Dutch might have been disappointed if her answer had not intrigued him. He looked to the bird, and then to the trees around them before his gaze zipped back to the woman. Tulugak, he decided, as Ariadne had called her ravenwoman.

"What does the spirit say?" he asked in earnest wonder. Did she really understand the bird? Would he be teased? The panther was eager to learn whatever Tulugak might tell him, even or especially if it was that she was full of mischief.

He approached her fully, then, not sensing any wariness at his presence. Yes, he could smell Moonsong upon her. His tail swept again against his hocks.