Dragoncrest Cliffs Flotsam

Last post for me!

Mireille’s pure expression lightened Njord’s spirit as Meerkat’s face sat in his mind’s eye. “Aye, you’re right. I ken I am a lucky man.”

The sky grew dark as the last ray of sunlight dipped behind the horizon. “Yer welcome,” he said as a smile flickered across his face. “An’ I must thank you for sharin’ yer mind an’ heart with me.”

Njord took a step as his gaze drifted towards the Greatpine. The talk about his relationship with his wife improved his aura and spurred him into action. “I’m off ta hunt supper fer Meerkat,” a fat grouse would do well if he was lucky. “I’ll be seein’ ye soon, Mireille.”

Njord pecked her cheek with his nose and turned to depart, lest she had anything else to say.