Moonspear Sal din hug og lat den ri og renna.

“Polygot,” Njord amended. “I cannae be havin’ ye call yerself a wee frog on my account,” he added with a breathy chuckle.

With a nod of agreement, Njord trekked abreast with Towhee up Moonspear’s foothills. Something about walking made the conversation flow easier and the man felt himself becoming more relaxed around his mother-in-law.

It was a surprise to find out Towhee had once been a part of Moonspear’s original pack. The Redhawk clan appeared to have close ties to this region. Plus, Meerkat had to have gotten her passion for exploration from someone.

Njord sighed out the nose, melancholy at the thought of what transpired at Sapphique. “Aye, Meerkat told me what happened here… an’ in tha Glen too.” How could he ever forget the story of how a bear decimated Firefly Glen?

Space fire. The phrase made him make a sound that was almost a laugh.

“Ah’m surprise she wanted tae come tae Moonspear at all. A piece of land can hold so many sad memories. Like, tha coast…. I dinnae ken Meerkat will ever want tae go back.” He paused, thoughtful. “But what was important was that her good friend Sialuk was ‘ere. One can heal when ye are around by those who ye love an’ trust.” So, it was simple addition. “Ah know for certain ye can find that here too,” he assured the Redhawk matriarch with a wee grin.

“Tell me what Moonspear was like back in tha day? Who’s Hydra?”