Sun Mote Copse Starchaser

Meerkat’s vision breathed new life into Njord’s ikigai.

“That sounds gran’, my love” he agreed, though the bittersweet feeling in his heart returned, wistful for their elder children to gather their budding families around this new hearth. However, Njord knew he would not let this feeling impede the knowledge, kinship, and wisdom he wanted to share with their future village. Every minute, his excitement for fresh village faces -- and their future bairns -- grew as a new chapter of their story began to be inked.

Then, Meerkat posed a question. The water blue of his gaze mingled with the molten copper of his wife’s and a baritone note rumbled in his chest. Njord’s strong arms squeezed around her as he breathed into the furs of her neck, eager to renew their intimacy and affection.