Neverwinter Forest A cheerful adventure

I thought Dublin needed a bit of action, since I just got back from vacation. According to the guidebook, he's around the age where he can speak somewhat clearly. If anyone wants to say hello or something, it's okay.

Dublin wandered around, sniffing things. It was interesting to him, what he could smell. He was outside his mother's den, but where he thought that if anyone needed him, he was in plain sight. He was mumbling small words as he smelled stuff "nice smell...ewww...ucky smell." Now, Dublin could say simple words like these, as well as "Mama" for his mom, "Dada" for his dad, "Bala" for his sister Szabala, "Mear" for his sister Eimear, and "Rian", for Rian. He turned back to the nice smell and started examining it with the rest of his senses. It looked nice, at least to Dublin.

Dublin pawed at it. It didn't seem to do much. Dublin noticed that when he pawed different things, they had different reactions. The ground didn't seem to care. Dublin liked pawing that, it was fun. He liked that different ground had different feel. Dublin thought the soft ground was the nicest. He could roll around in that, and it was nice on his fur.