Dragoncrest Cliffs Tempest

Stingray was searching for his mother when Hell broke its shackles and descended on Dragoncrest.

So much was happening lately that he didn't understand. It was bad enough his dear brother was still unable to do much; the guilt of being spared such a grisly injury when he had felt so jealous of their adventure hung over Stingray like a shroud whenever he was alone. Now his parents were being left out of meetings and ceremonies and he desperately wanted to know what was going on.

He was too far away to hear the commotion itself, though there were a number of worrying cries over the cliffs that made Ray wanted to hide himself away. Some brave big man he was! He hastened his steps, searching in earnest for Meerkat and hoping to get to the bottom of the strangeness of their home these past days.

But those worrying cries were now close, and the voice was familiar, and the urgency and nauseating fear behind it rooted Stingray to the spot. Njord would find him standing alert at the edge of Greatpine Wildwood, and when he saw his father running like flames licked at his heels, Stingray lurched into an awkward run of his own.

Da! he yelled after Njord's fast-retreating back, struggling to keep up in the snow with his own pudgy build. What's going on?!