Neverwinter Forest 'cause i never stayed long

a brief moment where the warbear considers telling the man then pass, thinking of his wife where he left her sleeping on a bed of pine and the swelling of protectiveness he feels towards her, despite their newness to one another. it feels bone marrow familiar, this urge. but arktos refrains. though he suspects he has the ability to be incredibly rude, he does not believe the man before him has warranted it.

i do not need assistance, arktos says, declining the offer. he would be enough to take down a rabbit. two, perhaps, if he was lucky. a second might just force them further into the warren where they would then be safe and inaccessible. the offer is appreciated.

and this was where arktos can feel the softness within him give way to a stony exterior.

my wife and i will soon be on our own way.