Moonspear crystalline

Njord walked close to the pair and greeted them with a diplomatic dip of his head. Then, he listened.

Wife. Son.

It embellished the painting that was Bronco’s life.  Njord knew him to be brave. A fighter. A loving brother to Meerkat. Now, a devoted family man, through and through. Of course, he was – it was the Redhawk way. Njord’s respect for him grew and grew.

“That is kind of ye, Ah’m happy tae hear Bonco’s on tha mend,” Njord accepted, at first, appreciative to know he had played a part in Bronco’s survival. A feeling of repentance warmed his heart. “But ‘tis I who is in Bronco’s great debt. My daughter, Seal, wouldnae ‘av made it if it was not for yer husband. None of us would ‘av. He is s selfless man.”

“My name is Njord,” he added. “My wife, Meerkat, is sister tae Bronco. That makes us kin,” he went on to explain with a small smile. Recently, Meerkat had paid Brecheliant a visit and had reported that Bronco was in bad shape, but healing. Maybe this was the event meant to bring their clans closer together.

Then, his attention turned to the young boy. At his age, Ponyboy reminded Njord of Loko. “Ah wish that were the case,” Njord mused. Superspeed would have been a helpful power. “Ah’m like this only because of yer Da’s actions. He exchanged heavy blows with th hellcat, drawin’ its attention, an’ caused tha most damage out of all of us.”