Moonspear spring showers

Njord could see he had inadvertently cast dark sensations within his wife’s spirit. Though part of him was sorry for this, the selfish part of him was grateful to have someone to share them with – so he may not carry everything alone.

He kissed his wife on the cheek apologetically. These days were filled with happiness: the Spring weather was beautiful, the Earth was in bloom, Moonspear was thriving, and they had two beautiful daughters added to their little clan. It was Njord’s burden to carry past darkness into this fresh season... however, he wished to rid himself of it.

A roll of his shoulders released the tension in his body. “Ahmm,” he mulled it over. “Five moons?” Njord guesstimated. “’Tis about two days travel to the coast, though Ah’m nae certain which territory they claimed.” His gaze held Meerkat’s gaze and suddenly felt like he owed her an explanation.

“Feels like ah’m still makin’ up for lost time with our @Stingray … He’s turnin’ into a braw young man, but ah’ve been feelin’, lately, that he’s been walkin’ this path alone.” Njord ruminated on the tales Chakliux had regaled – crossing the precipice from boy to man. “Ah’m loathe tae leave you, though. An’ tha girls,” he admitted sincerely. Njord’s ears turned towards Meerkat to telegraph he was open to her thoughts or opinions.