Moonspear i thought i needed a hug, but i really just needed pancakes

As he finished a patrol, Njord heard a commotion near Sialuk and Elentari’s Ulaq. The incessant puppy barking wasn’t the high-pitched call of distress, and so the man’s ears cupped forward with curiosity.

He saw the young silver boy, named Acrux, treeing something like a hound on a raccoon. The boy was already eight weeks old and full of vinegar. How had the time gone by so fast already?

“Woah there, lad,” Njord chuffed a laugh. “What do ye see?”