Dragoncrest Cliffs why hello there

Rain was a common visitor to the Teekons as Spring cast the land into bloom. Every day the grass grew greener, daffodils and early-season wildflowers opened, and small green buds began to grow on the once winter-bare boughs. Njord patrolled closely to the den, often bringing back little snacks for Meerkat to satiate her through the day, to watch for danger. As he rounded back towards home he could hear the shrill little cries of Stingray fussing.

When he drew near, Njord could her the melodic lullaby of Meerkat’s voice. He paused, enchanted by the endless talents his partner possessed, before poking his grey-capped face into the entrance of their burrow. His ears rolled forward with a cock to his crown as if to ask ‘is everything alight?’

In the dim light he could see Ray and Swordfish fussing, but little Vixen was poised, daylight shining on her little face – blue peepers staring right at her dad. Njord’s expression lit up, looking to Meerkat silently and mouthing ‘their eyes!’