Neverwinter Forest spiritus arbore

the girl had flared a child like youthfulness that brought his mind to his elska. his nose twitched as she reared back, exclaiming in earnest. his eyes widened briefly, bulging at her innocence.

when she invited him to dig, he stepped forward, his massive frame lowering as he raked his claws through the cold earth. his movements were deliberate, each powerful stroke cutting deeper into the soil around the moss.

tickle, he repeated gruffly, the word foreign on his tongue but not unpleasant. he glanced at her briefly before focusing back on their task.

the earth yielded beneath his efforts, revealing more of the moss. he paused, leaning back slightly to observe the patch they’d unearthed, then flicked his tail, inviting her to inspect their progress.

this what you seek? he asked, his voice low but curious, his gaze steady on her.