Moonspear Synchronicity

Meerkat’s gratuitous comments made the pride in Njord’s expression shine a little bit brighter. Safe, sturdy walls and a water source made this plot a coveted spot. Njord could only wonder… how many generations of mothers had raised their young here before?

The man moved aside to let his wife inspect the potential bower. Her word would be the final verdict. Njord found himself holding his breath with anticipation! But he did not rush her decision.

Slowly, she appraised the den and all its intricacies with a woman’s discerning eye. A pelt here. Furnishings! Njord’s large smile made his blue eyes squint. “We can expand that wall,” he pointed out, “if ye prefer it roomier.” Njord would not settle for less than perfection... but all things considered, Meerkat called it the one.

"Ar nead,“ the rough timber of his voice rumbled with happiness. ”Our nest.“

Njord slipped back into the den and laid down on his side. His long arms outstretched towards Meerkat, inviting his paramour in to be the little spoon for a cuddle session. “Come close, mo chride,” he beckoned.