Swiftcurrent Creek Baptism

Njal did not know the difference between his Wintersun and the pack which Jace spoke of, for he had no knowledge of their potential move to a new area; his memory of Wintersun was limited already, but he gave a brief nod - acquiescent to the information. The warden's ears gave a little flick as his subordinate reeled off the many tasks he had been granted, and for a moment he was concerned - forgetting that Jinx had led a great exodus from their lands, but only for a moment. The mention of Ferdie made him smirk as he shook off the rest of the water that dripped from his body, and the man slouched against the stones. About to make a comment about the odd man, Njal's tongue was caught within his mouth when Jace mentioned being busy with his mate.

"Ah, yes..." The man was suddenly sheepish, although he was proud of himself for finally uniting with his beloved. It was unnerving to think that everyone in the pack knew, though it was nothing to be ashamed of. There was a brief lull in the conversation as the awkwardness wrapped around the pair; but Njal tried to diffuse it, remarking on Ferdie with the reply he had already been considering: "And how much luck have you had with Ferdie?" They had met briefly, once. On a day where Njal had been too busy to be truly amiable; his own arrogance had clouded his teaching ability, and in the end Ferdie probably didn't improve.