Neverwinter Forest i'm just a cowpoke

the more she talks, the more visibly irritated he grows.

god dammit i said i’m— she cuts him off and his ears pilot backwards, bronze eyes narrowing into slits.

no matter if she was right, he wouldn’t admit it. not out of some toxic idea of manhood or desire to be right, but his own pride. time and time again, it got in the way of reason. and tákota allows her to push him down into a seat.

though he is inflamed when she brings up his brother, and his teeth snap. not towards her; he wouldn’t ever lay a damaging touch upon her, but out of vexation. don’t! shani. he strains.

he deflates with a gust of air, a violent exhale and against his will, he begins to slope downwards. onto his belly, splaying out his thick forelegs in front of him; that wounded, cracked paw beginning to throb now that he hadn’t driven it numb from movement.

fuck, his teeth grind, and his eyes cut towards qalu who perches upon a limb not too far away, singing a long and taunting croak.

tákota smacks at the earth of the forest and sends a spray of dirt towards the tree qalu settled in. bristling.

shut that damn bird up.