Dragoncrest Cliffs orchid breathing

She wended along the sea cliffs, stopping every now and again to watch the sunset playing over the ocean. Meerkat couldn’t help but feel like she’d found a small slice of paradise here, between the setting and her courtship with Njord.

Something cracked like a gunshot through the nearby stand of trees. She glanced in that direction, then slowly made her way toward the sound. When Meerkat discovered one of the pack’s youths—she was pretty sure his name was Sobo—the sight of him struggling with a stick prompted a flashback.

Frowning thoughtfully as Wayfarer’s voice shouting, “Ugh, I hate her!” echoed in her memory, Meerkat woofed to announce her presence, then sidled a little nearer to Njord’s lookalike and offered a smiling, Hey, you’re Sobo, right?