Neverwinter Forest at everything you can reach

life has become ....tedious as of late. for the growing and naturally curious child of mal and miriam; he, steady upon feet and mouth full of newly learned words, is no longer content to spend days cooped up in the birthing den and just outside the mouth of the den where he lingers in the hawksharp, watchful eye of his amma. with the blossoming ability to grasp concepts bigger than himself, he begins to wonder if there are any wolves in the forest besides his twinshine, amma and mal. if there were ...they have not come to visit.

hewwo?! he calls out as he wanders ( once more ) away from the den; driven by false sense of security; lilting childish voice like a small beacon. a lighthouse light struggling to shine thru thick fog that writhes upon the restless sea. hey! he bellows as he continues forth, unsure where his paws take him.