Moonspear a still heart

Njord’s face brightened when he laid eyes on Meerkat. A sense of accomplishment made the man beam with pride and his heart felt full. The trip was meant for Stingray, but Njord realized that he needed it as well.

A father and son in the wilds forging bonds with their sister packs… meeting new faces and seeing sights… a return trip home to their hearth and family. Njord was like a dog who had run in the park. Fulfilled, reinvigorated, and whole.

“Mo leannan!” Njord cheered. Meerkat’s gentle kiss inspired her husband to roughly smooch her on the cheek. “T’was a bonnie trip. We-”

Njord couldn’t get out another word before Seal and Orca were dancing around his legs like maypoles. “Och, my wee minnows! Da missed his lassies.”

Both of the girls received affectionate nuzzles. “Moontide was in good spirits,” he managed to continue. “Rodyn, Samani, and their people are thrivin’ by the coast on a plateau. Stingray was a braw ambassador for tha Spear.” Then, he slipped the kelp package off his back and unwrapped it with a paw. “They sent us home with gifts.”