Moonspear snakehips

Last from me!

Despite Njord’s best efforts, there was no mewling cry from their baby boy. The pace of his work slowed and then stopped at the taste of salt.

Time felt mired. Their Ulaq was quiet. Njord leaned into Meerkat’s touch, though his body had not yet bridged this loss with his emotions just yet. There was an emptiness in his heart – a space that recognized the absence of what could have been. His blue gaze followed the thin streams of tears down his wife’s face…

And then his eyes became glassy as a veil of water turned the whites of his eyes pink. He curled around Meerkat and their son, stifling a sob as he exchanged a moan for a shuddering breath, and wrapped his red tail across her haunch.

If their child was a spirit, now… let him look upon them and know he was wanted and so loved.