Swiftcurrent Creek Fear of Sleep

Exit Njal!

They would be parting ways once more, but this time it was not Njal that would be travelling. He would stay close to the children — perhaps call for Bazi once his firey wife had departed for her journey. They could talk in the company of the babes, something that had not happened often enough. It seemed as if the birth of the kids had changed a lot, but... At the same time, they had barely altered anything. Njal was still diligent in his duties, and his loyalty to the creek wolves had only recently waned. There would be trials and tribulations ahead and he knew, somehow, both himself and Tuwawi would survive them; however, he worried for the smaller of the Sveijarn.

Tuwawi lifted to her paws and began to stride towards the den, her voice quickly intoning her intentions - "Let's head back to the den. I should eat before I leave..." - and he was swift to accompany her. They walked in silence together, each feeling the pressure of the decision weighing upon them. He reached for her as they walked, eager to soothe her, but Tuwawi outdistanced him by a few steps. Njal did not close the gap as they made way towards the den until she passed inside, and even then he only sat at the mouth to wait, and to guard.