Neverwinter Forest And you don’t need a visa

Laughter pealed from her maw at his comment and she got to her feet, shaking off the debris that had stuck to her fluffy black fur. She leaned into an overdramatic play bow, tail swishing behind her before she got back up. "You're not a bad fighter," she commented, even if she had maybe been a little bit easy on him. "Not just a pretty face." The girl stepped forward and brushed against his side, tail curling under his chin before she flounced away a few steps. "We should do that again sometime."