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Meerkat gained her husband’s undivided attention as the couple shared a few minutes to fawn over one another. Njord cherished moments like these. It felt like a proverbial bubble formed around them; like any worry or stray ruminations were repelled by the love and peace between them.

When Njord felt her peck on his cheek, the man pressed his broad forehead against hers. He took a deep breath, lungs filled with the scent of her.

Meerkat’s voice sounded clearer. Less congested. Then, she asked him to follow - the command sealed with a kiss.

At first, Njord thought his paramour led him somewhere private for… intimate things.

But there was a different way about Meerkat, perhaps only perceivable by her partner. The way the light refracted in her amber iris and the distant focus of her pupils alluded to thoughts of the future. She walked with purpose. Determination. Njord’s ears turned towards her, attuned and at attention.

Then, Meerkat shared her heart. Njord’s sapphire gaze twinkled with emotional elation as a fishhook-shaped grin formed crow's feet in the corner of his eyes. Their page was turning and Meerkat had a quill and ink ready.

Sun Mote Copse. Their own village. Children.

“Aye,” Njord’s husky voice breathed the word. His eyes darted in their right hemisphere as he ordered his thoughts. “Our time… our life is too precious tae make our dreams wait any longer,” he agreed as memories of the summer days spent with Meerkat exploring the Copse had been derailed by the hellcat and Moontide’s tragedy. “An’ you’re right about this village. Moonspear an’ its people are strong. New recruits ‘av arrived. Our daughters are findin’ their own way. Soon, Seal an’ Orca will be travelin’ tae learn the ways of others. It is time.”

Once again, it felt like the stars were aligning.

“It will no be easy settlin’ a land in winter,” he cautioned. The man recalled Kigipigak and Sakhmet cultivating the land of Qeya River alone. “But Ah wouldnae have our path go any other way. Let's walk it together.” Njord was certain they could overcome any challenge. Plus, they would have the neighborly support of the Moon villages.

He became a man inspired and wanted to take action. “Let us call Sialuk first, an’ then our daughters,” he suggested. “After, you should rest an’ gain all of yer strength back. Tomorrow, Ah will travel tae tha Copse an’ set tha border once again.” Meerkat had given her man an axe and hammer. He stood prepared, ready to build his wife a home.