Neverwinter Forest i'll swim and sail on savage seas,

Einn's ears flicked as he heard the deep howl that seemed to echo through the forest, beckoning and calling the one he calls the 'king of the lands'. Such a high title, it made Einn's twig like legs shake, or perhaps he was very weak from the lack of food. Either way, he was on the brink of collapsing.

His tail wagged subtly out of nervous excitement, maybe to meet this king or to get some real food. Gods, why was he thinking about food so much?
I'm sure I can be respectful, but feel free to claw out my other eye if I say something cheeky. I'm bound to be brazen, it was something my mother always hated.