Neverwinter Forest brother song

The brightly glistening leaf was a vibrant, monarch butterfly orange; Cypress had never seen its like before. Hesitantly, the raven fledgling stretched his nose forward inch by tremulous inch — and when the tip of his muzzle made contact he flinched sharply, as if it had burned him. It hadn’t, but as puppies are wont to do he’d well and truly scared himself. Still, owing to his intrepid nature, it wasn’t long before he repeated the gesture with slightly more confidence. “Issa leaf, Noch,” he said finally, sounding inexplicably relieved. “Jussa little leaf.” He giggled, the sound light and innocent, androgynous in his youth. “I thought it wassa burrerfly — butterfly.”

Together the boys continued to explore until their paws were tired and their empty stomachs drove them home to their parents.