Neverwinter Forest tassel

luhtar’s tail wagged harder and his amusement spills over into rumbling chuckles. her laughter infects him, bright and warm, and it softened something in him—beyond what was normal. he tipped his head to the side, watching her with a crooked grin.

“hawk will always blame wolf. typical.” his voice comes as a tease and he is bold to reach forth and press a cold nose to the scruff of her throat. “luhtar cannot help. is face so distracting, maybe?” his grin widened at that.

boldly, he trots forth and cuts the woman off. forget the elk. their future was not so prospective in hunting them anyhow. he huffs and stops, planting thick paws firm in the snow, puffing out a strong, barrel chest before her.

"think hawk likes looking too much. work not get done today."