Raven's Watch Pathetic Use of Potential

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Cold air prickled Njord’s skin as he waited at the Watch’s boundary. He shifted his weight and looked into the dark wood expectantly. Suddenly, the foliage rustled and the sound of swift paws over ground caught his ears. A flash of red and blonde betwixt the evergreen pines and naked branches revealed Valmúa‘s narrow face; delicately cut with a satiated smile sweet as sugarplums.

Njord thought he was gonna melt. Oh lawd.

She wasted no time closing the gap between them. She appeared overjoyed to see the islander at her gates, and it made Njord’s red tail wave like a flag in the wind. I see you have brought a gift, she said. Before Njord could mumble a response she stepped close – very close. 'I can count your eyelashes' close. He felt the warm touch of her muzzle against his and his heart almost jumped out of his mouth. It took every fiber of his being to not crush the fragile shell between his jaws. Carefully, he nested it between her paws. Its porcelain blue shell and mother of pearl inlay stood out among the dead grass.

“A treasure for my treasure,” he said with a warm smile. “From m’pack’s beach. I told you I’d be back to take you out. I nev'r break a promise,” he said, taking a step towards her to test the waters, hoping for glassy waves.

For now, Kigipigak was out of sight and out of mind.

Edited 12/1 to fix typos and add a description of the shell