Moonspear you could turn my sorrow into song

The horizon began to brighten as the first signs of alpenglow blushed pink. Njord made a breathy laughing sound, moved by the metamorphosis of the night sky and the parallel transformation of his own spirit. Change was never easy, but it was the only certainty in life… and sometimes it could be beautiful.

Things were changing, even now. When Njord saw the difference in his wife’s body he breathed in a small gasp of wonder. Then, his eyes became big when she took his paw and put it on her growing baby bump. The new, gentle roundness of her belly was soft against his pads, and he traced its outline as if imprinting this memory in his mind forever.

A refreshed wave of fatherly instinct ran through Njord, and this showed in the proud, but tender, expression on his face. No words could express the pure love and admiration he felt at that moment… but with his free arm, Njord pulled Meerkat in close and looked out towards the glowing dawn and the new days it delivered.