Neverwinter Forest My Fifty-Mission Cap

Just gonna tidy this up since it's a wee bit outdated :) Thanks for bringing Simmik by to accept him!

Jackalope snorted and flicked his tongue over the tips of his fangs when Simmik asked about the insult he'd given the wolves who now pestered their peaceful home. "I prefer Jackalope," he admitted, though there was a reluctant acceptance to his voice. Simmik was the boss here, and she could basically call him whatever she wanted without him being able to argue with her about it. He'd follow her on a short tour of the forest and the boundaries, and managed to keep a restraing on his tongue now that he knew there was turmoil within the forest. As insincere as he often was, he was respectful- as much as he could be- of Simmik's need for seriousness, slipping in docile humour now and again to relax the atmosphere without pushing the boundaries too much.