Moonspear past lives

Njord frequently slipped into sleep, exhausted by his harrowing battle. A few days after arriving, father and daughter were shepherded to the Sveijarn-Corten ulaq, shaded by the large and familiar tree.

@Sialuk, though a new mother, was diligent in attending to the wounded pair. Though their injuries weren’t life-threatening, it didn’t make them any less painful or prone to infection.

But Njord felt his age. Sore muscles ached with every turn of his body and his wounds didn’t heal nearly as fast as his young daughter’s. Yet, he was content that he had brought Seal home alive, even if damaged. Memories of Swordfish and Quennell couldn’t be helped.

The pretty chime of their Ulaq’s songmaker woke Njord. The aroma of medicinal herbs was thick in the air. Just then, he could hear @Meerkat outside the den.

“Mo Chride, are ye there?” he asked with a groggy voice, wanting her near.