Dragoncrest Cliffs the blade and the bow

Thank you, everyone, for your patience with me <3

Njord laid on a plinth of cold rock bedside's Glintwater’s glassy surface. The moon’s pale face looked down upon him, peacefully, and cast her bright light across Sapphique. He was grateful for her company, for tonight he laid alone.

It was Meerkat’s idea to separate on the eve of their wedding in anticipation of vowing to be together for all time. It felt… ceremonious… to not lay eyes upon his bride until tomorrow. Yet, having grown accustomed to her presence at his side, Njord felt a strong urge -– like a riptide — to lessen the distance between them. He, begrudgingly, resisted and clung to his stone bed, trying to ground himself.

As the minutes slipped by, thoughts of his dear fawn-colored Suricate and the relationship between them danced in his mind, clear as his reflection on the lake. Thoughts of her eased him and a fresh appreciation for his beloved bloomed anew. Together, they would cross the rubicon and pen a new chapter. Njord, never having been more sure of anything in his life, had trouble falling asleep, heart brimming with anticipation.

But sleep he did. The first rays of light made Njord’s lids flutter open with surprise that he had managed to rest at all. The seafarer spent some time preening himself (making sure to get a good roll in some fresh-smelling pine) before hurrying off to collect soon-to-be Mrs. Sveijarn-Corten.

He found her by the sea, looking especially radiant, and took the opportunity to steal a few precious moments alone in the surf. Then, they moved in tandem back towards the lake, where Njord had arranged a small glen as a gathering venue. @Mireille and @Chacal had helped him clear the area – at it’s center, a small raised slab of stone for a platform. The trio had picked early Spring flowers – white and yellow daffodils – and beachcombed shells for decorations. Njord used old memories of weddings on Meares Island to guide his design. @Loko had also helped his father with hunting a buck for a celebratory diner. Under Kigipigak’s tutelage, the young man was becoming quite the accomplished sportsman

As they rounded the bend, Njord watched Meerkat’s expression in an attempt to gauge if his preparations were to her liking. “I love you too, mo chride,” he murmured, nuzzling his bride, before tipping back his head to summon @Erzulie, their officiant, and the rest of the pack. @Rosalyn @Sobo @Hermes @Jorunn