Dragoncrest Cliffs seafoam

Snatches!! Pre-meeting.

Njord pranced through Dragoncrest with a pep-in-his-step. Hunting with Kaertok was a hoot! He had so much to learn about the fauna of Teekon, but was excited for the challenge. The Tartok instilled a great sense of growth in the islander. He would remember to see his superior out again to pick his mind further.

On his way to his den an unfamiliar scent caught his nose near the border. As a new member of Rusalka, Njord was still learning all the faces and scents of his pack. Warding off his sleepiness, Njord followed his (new-and-improved) sniffer and tracked the wolf like prey. A slim figure stood in the distance, two toned honey and stone pelage. “Ahoy!” Njord called, red tail waving like a flag. He approached with new confidence.