Dragoncrest Cliffs Windchime

Ma! Stingray scolded when Meerkat swept in to save him from his wet fur, but he made no effort to pull away. In fact, he leaned lightly into his mother's affection with a quiet sound of contentment in his throat. He didn't think he'd ever tire of his family being the loving variety.

He honed his attention to a fine focus when Njord announced an important task. For him? Hell yeah! He was prepared to agree to it before even hearing what it was. His eyes dropped to Njord's paw enveloping his mother's. Whatever remaining misgivings Stingray might harbour about his father's previous absence, specifically the effect on his poor mum, disappeared then and there.

Oh, yeah! said Stingray, lifting his wet tail in a wag that caused the tip to thump against his mother's round flank. Little siblings? Awesome! You can count on me, I'll be the best big bro ever! And if he wasn't, well, they'd chase him off to start his own life somewhere else, as was the way of the wolf. The promise of little siblings who might look up to him ignited his competitive nature; he would be the best big brother they, and all of Sapphique, had ever seen!