Dragoncrest Cliffs The Sea Spared Me

Njord didn't stay down for long. Sobo slid off with a giggle when his father rose to greet Erzulie, only to shoot his sister a nettling glower when she started to brag. He wasn't going to rise to that, no siree! They could all swim just as well as Mireille, and someday, he would show Njord. Sobo thought Loko was even better at it than she was, but kept that to himself. In fact, he said nothing at all, only nodding vigorously to Njord's comment about healing him up.

He was a little disappointed that Erzulie didn't confirm or praise his suggestion of salt, but it wore off quickly. Eager to show how big and helpful he was, Sobo hustled over to Njord's wrapped seaweed bundle and hoisted it up in his jaws, ready to follow along to the medicine den with a gently wagging tail. Haunt made a strange little joke that flew right over the Pebble's head, then left as quickly as she arrived.

Blinking owlishly in the direction she'd gone, the boy shrugged and waddled along after his family. She was definitely a weird one.