Moonspear Equinox

Summer was just around the corner and the season made itself known with a particularly sunny afternoon. Njord traipsed beneath the trees, which were gushing green, in the shade to keep cool. Sialuk had returned, and it was a welcome distraction. These days, Njord thought often of Stingray and his other son, Swordfish,

“@Sialuk!” he called ahead when he spotted Moonspear’s leader. “It is good you are home,” he smiled as his red tail waved. “How was your journey?”