Dragoncrest Cliffs dead man's party

If the voice had been male, Njord would have chased it off! He acted as Meerkat’s shadow – only reprieved when caring for Swordfish and Quennell.

However, the boys appeared to be on the upswing. When a howl called for Meerkat, it was an easy decision to walk beside her. He groomed her nape – part habit, part possessiveness – before they continued on to meet her visitor by the meadow.

His demeanor was like a freshly sharpened blade. Poised to cut. Unyielding. He had acted this way in season past, but not to this degree. Times had changed a once softer man. More than ever, the seafarer meant to keep his loved ones safe by any means.

A white woman waited for them. Njord red tail curled reflexively over his back. He felt many things, but looked to Meerkat to take her lead.