Hushed Willows uncloak

Yes, she confirmed, mentally stumbling over the reminder of his absence but focusing on the conversation at hand to move past it. I’m glad my mom likes it there but I would personally never want to life that lifestyle, to be clear, much less raise children in it.

Don’t tell her I said that, she wanted to joke, which threw another obstacle at her train of thought. If Njord and Towhee ever met up at this point, what would her mother think? The Redhawk matriarch would be even harder to please than the toughest cookies in Sapphique.

Pushing that thought aside as well, she focused on her husband’s words. She nodded, though the mental gymnastics had left her a bit psychologically winded. Meerkat didn’t want to think about anything anymore. And it seemed Njord was on the very same page.

Nearly the moment his tail flicked in invitation, Meerkat surged toward him. Her lips grazed his cheek before she whirled and ran as fast as she could through the sea of willow fronds.