Sun Mote Copse Starchaser

Meerkat slipped into his arms and Njord held his woman tight. His full attention was attuned to her every word, though he planted kisses on her neck when able.

His partner’s voice was filled with possibilities. Njord admired her limitless imagination as she combined all the elements that brought them happiness. Camaraderie. Collaboration. Coaching. She envisioned a place where their past selves would have thrived… How would their lives have been different if they had found such an Eden in their first year of marriage? Maybe Njord and Meerkat could create a village for the next generation to find peace and fulfillment.

She sat up and Njord regarded her seriously. He lifted a paw to brush a hair on her temple back into place.

“That sounds… perfect.” Njord was so moved, that he practically breathed the word. “It is…,” his blue gaze searched, “a true expression of our spirit. Tae teach. Tae share. Tae help. Tae raise one another up an’ grow together. As a village. As a clan.”

Njord, too, propped himself up. A movie played in his mind. “I want families tae join us. Together, I want tae celebrate tha milestones of life, big an' small. Marriages. Partnerships. Coming of age… an’ I want us, an’ others, tae have babies,” he nuzzled her. “Watch them grow. Teach them. Guide them. Help ‘em find their passion. Their love. Grandchildren, too…” a multigenerational pack.

"We will make this happen," Njord assured her. "Your plan... tae find one family tae help settle... sounds like the best start. We will grow slowly." He began to run faces through his mind. Perhaps Kukutux knew of a pair looking to spread their wings.