Neverwinter Forest Hey, what is it about the gates of Hell that compels people to wander into 'em?

so turns out the big squishy thing to have put an end to his fruitless scampering was in fact another wolf, and a stranger at that!! because after a multitude of groggy blinks, the boy would roll over only to be greeted by the peering face of some freakish owl eyed monster! and of course--- it made so much sense now, that terrifying bug had attacked him to draw him out here so she could strike! 

this was his chance to prove that he was just as capable- if not more so- at protecting the den from these skulking behemoths. as his momma had proved, nothing could get past a momma , not the biggest, scariest beast in the whole world. and so, finín was well determined to become a badass mom too!

of course, choosing to forget the blind terror he'd let her little bug inflict on him- that was all in the past! 

with a huff, he'd swipe dusty paws at her muzzle whilst scooting back to drag himself to a stand; tall and proud despite having a dust encrusted mohawk that could challenge even a cockerel's do in terms of poise. of course he wasn't alone though, he'd breezed past ciarán right and against them both she definitely wouldn't stand a cha- gahh!

he staggered to the side at the impact, enraged puppy growl gurgling from his throat as paws battered furiously at his brother. how dense was he?? the enemy was in front of them, he'd hardly mistaken finín for a monster???

grave horror overtook him now as he flailed and nipped, she must have tricked ciarán into turning him against them! he was doomed.