Neverwinter Forest don't let the doctor in.

"No, bro, you're totally missing the point," Penn said, exasperated, "That's what I said after the eagle attacked me. And I feel like at that point, I was totally within my right." He looked at his conversation partner expectantly then, knowing he would absolutely have to agree.

The bobcat stared blankly at him from its perch on a limb overhead. For whatever reason, when Penn had approached to say 'hello', it had hissed like he'd set it on fire and rushed up the tree. Baffled, Penn had followed it, shouting reassurances until he'd been forced to stop his pursuit since climbing trees was somewhat beyond his ability as a canine.

That hadn't stopped him from lying down on the grass below and pursuing a nice chat with a new friend, though. In some roundabout way, they'd gotten to the scar that stretched across Penn's back from his left shoulder to his right hip. Since you weren't here sooner to hear the whole story, I'll give you the TLDR version--The eagle was enjoying a meal, Penn wanted to share, the eagle did not.

Penn frowned at the lack of response from his new bobcat BFF. "You would say that..." he grumbled with a roll of his eyes.