Moonspear girl

Njord’s expression was open with interest when he met the wolf who had welcomed Quennell into his lodge. For that, Njord already owed him a great debt – for he felt responsible for the red-backed young man.

The bright cherry of Chakliux’s eyes stood out against his white pelt like blood on snow. His build and name reminded Njord of Kigipigak. Another northerner… perhaps they knew each other?

Then, he learned Chakliux’s wife had given birth. Oh! Njord’s face widened with the realization, unaware she had been close to her due date. At once, Njord felt sorry he had not welcomed the trio more warmly… and Chakilux’s gift made the seawolf aware he had become reticent.

“Ah thank ye, Chakilux… this is a gran’ thing tae do,” he said, the burr of his voice deep with gratitude. “My wife, Meerkat, will appreciate this meal over ol’ meat from a cache.” He fell silent for a moment. “We lost one son in tha birth… I ‘av not strayed far from ‘er since,” he explained thoughtfully.

As if not to dwell, Njord’s expression brightened. “M’name’s Njord… an’ now I ken I must repay ye for yer kindness.” A cordial laugh. “How is yer wife? Yer wee ones?”

And then a realization: Njord had never known another father before.