Dragoncrest Cliffs Tempest

While Njord ran full-tilt, Stingray could only focus on churning his legs through the snow to keep up, but when his father slowed down, he noticed something else. The hint of red in his father's tracks made his eyes widen. What—

But Njord's tone left no room for questions, and even if it had, Stingray's curdled in his mouth. His stomach flipped over so fast that he staggered, certain he was going to vomit. The bear, here? Now?! They had just had that meeting about how to deal with the bear, but none of them had counted on it showing up so soon. Swordfish couldn't run yet! He could hardly walk!

Stingray swallowed his tongue for the rest of the journey to the Roja den, and then it unfurled with a panicked scream of, FISH?! when they found the den empty. It was his turn for pupils to disappear into twin seas of cobalt blue as he frantically looked around for his sibling, and in his frenzy, missed the fairly obvious tracks away from the den. SWORDFISH?!?!