Dragoncrest Cliffs tequesta

Serious Bambi vibes!

Njord kept watch over their trio of pebbles as Meerkat took a small break to stretch her legs. His long form wrapped tightly round them, red tail blanketing them like a comforter.

A spring rain began to pitter patter in the world outside – the smell of storm wafting into the den. Suddenly, a boom of rolling thunder crashed close enough that one could feel the vibration in their body.

Little Vixen began to wail anew. “Oh Mercy me,” Njord chuckled tiredly, thinking of the same words Meerkat had uttered. “Shh, shh, dinna fash wee one, mo leannan. Jus’ a bit of thunder, that’s all.” He nudged her ruddy little cheek and planted a kiss. “’Ow about I tell ye about tha sea?”