Moonspear summer sunday nights

Njord admitted the copse often crossed his mind. When he slowed to a stop, Meerkat halted too, still offering her undivided attention as she sensed he had more to say on the matter. She pressed her lips together as her mate seemed to downplay the validity of his own hopes and dreams.

You know, she said thoughtfully after a few beats of contemplative silence, I’ve always said you and I are one, inseparable. And though the girls might one day leave us to make their own ways in the world, they’re part of us too, for now. Maybe we should talk to them, see what they would like to do. Since it would affect them, they should be involved and get a say too, don’t you think?

She continued holding his gaze as Meerkat closed the small distance between them, sliding her muzzle against his in a nuzzle. Her lips curved into a smile as she found his eyes again from much closer, a teasing light dancing in them.

Especially seeing as you and I seem incapable of doing anything but dancing around the decision, she observed with a good-natured laugh.