Neverwinter Forest they say truth is the first causality of war

she was glad he was steady in their conversation. he offered information with ease and was not closed off to the curiosities of youth. he was a good man, she knew this. galana was aware of the wolves she could of met here.

❝yeah, i guess it could be.❞ the idea of moving consistently moved her mind back to gray and mida.

❝well...❞ she paused, desperately scraping her mind for words to speak. ❝thank you.❞

she spoke with a sweet smiled, almost embarrassed but grateful for his gentle nature. galana turned to look at her prize before swiftly carrying her eyes back towards his in a confirming manner. her tail lowly wagged and she took the rabbit into her jaws, glancing at him with the acceptance of any other words he might offer before they parted.