Neverwinter Forest I name your mother and your father

íruna inclines her head in a faint nod, her lavender gaze steady despite the honeyed edge in the stranger’s tone. she doesn’t offer more than a quiet sound of acknowledgment at first, letting the silence settle between them. then she shifts her weight, tail giving one measured sweep behind her.

if you’re as glad as you say, perhaps you’d care to prove it, she says, her voice calm but carrying a quiet challenge. i’d like to see what strength solharr sees in you. shall we spar?

she steps back just enough to give room, posture poised and unthreatening, yet undeniably ready. iruna waits, watching with a flicker of curiosity, wondering how this wolf will respond when words give way to action.