Dragoncrest Cliffs been countin' every minute

meerkat.

it felt like he'd heard so much about her that meeting her was a bit like greeting an old friend.

aye, rhaegal rasps. it's nice tae finally meet ya, aunt meerkat. but if she knew his name then surely njord had told her about him: even if it was in passing.

aye. a wince as his torn ear flickers; whether it was because he'd heard a gull's lazy call overhead or because of a muscle spasm from pain he couldn't tell. i stopped him at the borders for leavin' a dead, bloodied bird. i asked if it was a curse of some kind. he started swearin' at me, saying he was bein' kind. trying tae provide for chacal because his seed might've took. then he started swearin' at mireille when she told him that he wasn't needed and tae get lost.

jealousy coils in his belly, sourcing the unkind snort rhaegal makes.

he realizes she hadn't asked what had happened and might not've been all that interested in the drama that had occurred. with this thought, he falls into a sheepish silence.