Dragoncrest Cliffs I tread on careful feet

Gunnar said he could recall his first trip to the beach, which must have been many years before. Meerkat wondered if her kids’ recent foray had impressed upon them similarly, staying with them forever. More likely than not, it would fuse with a dozen, a hundred, a thousand other memories of the seaside as they grew up here. And, actually, Meerkat thought it would be best if Ray forgot his aversion to wet sand in time. Her lips twitched at the thought.

Well, I wouldn’t have married him and birthed his babies if he was a bad one, Meerkat quipped with a wink. Njord’s wonderful. You should seek him out, I feel like you two would get along. Once you two have had a chance to acquaint, maybe you can come by the den sometime to meet our children.

A pair of Canadian geese winged by overhead, honking noisily as they skimmed inland from the waters of the neighboring sound. Meerkat paused to watch them a moment, then resumed her slow walk. She scanned the borders with eyes and nose alike, though she saw no signs of any disturbances.