Dragoncrest Cliffs sing me a song of a lass that is gone

Njord stood besides Meerkat as his chest practically burst with pride. His cheri was bright, amiable, funny, polite, accomplished, and beautiful. She had even thought to bring a small meal as a gift for the pack (though, now, Njord wished it had been him who had the foresight to bring a house-warming gift to Meerkat).

Erzulie answered first, followed by Chacal, with good spirit and open arms. “Aye,” Njord responded. “Meerkat, you know Erzulie. An’ this is Chacal. Chacal, Meerkat,” he introduced. The dark and gold woman offered her positive appraisal with a small tune, to which Njord short her a wink as if to say thank you. It was a good feeling to have their relationship acknowledged, and welcomed, by the pack… though he was unaware others did not harbor the same feelings.