Dragoncrest Cliffs here comes the sound

she was not a sea-widow anymore it seemed.

njord had returned.

jorunn felt peace roll through her for the woman she called friend. with her she carried the remnants of a seashore hunt. fish, rich and fatty. an offering to the reunited family.

but here was the very woman! without her husband. jorunn did not linger on the thought. perhaps his return had exhausted him, perhaps he wrangled children today. regardless she offered a warm rumble, whipping her tail behind her.