Dragoncrest Cliffs Windchime

Last from me!

Njord placed no expectation on Stingray’s reaction. His heart was prepared either way and the man knew, no matter the response, that it would not diminish his opinion of his son. Though their relationship was gaining steam, it would not be surprising if the sunny boy balked at the idea of adding more children into their family picture… Njord had learned, through Sobo, that you could absolutely not control or manipulate, no matter your will, the reactions of others.

Yet Stingray’s response was as radiant as the afternoon sun. He glowed at the idea of being a big brother to new littles and all the responsibilities that came with it. A fresh wave of warm affection renewed Njord’s smile. “Ah’m proud of ye for wantin’ tae step up,” the seafarer commended his son. Suddenly, Njord felt very much like his own father – serene, hearty, and stoic. “They’ll be lucky lads an’ lassies tae have ye as their older brother.”

Njord’s happy gaze met Meerkat’s as she tended to Stingray’s pelt as if celebrating a mini-victory or milestone. Their family unit was becoming more closely knit… and as soon as Swordfish returned, they would have this talk with him as well.

Well, at least that was the intention… Nature, and her bears, had other plans.