Sun Mote Copse it’s not too far now, one day we’re gonna dance on the sun

She felt Njord’s breath on her cheek, followed by the cool skim of his nose. Meerkat pressed into his affections, eyes only leaving the bairns to watch the other residents of the copse draw nearer. Towhee stayed by the door, where Meerkat caught a glimpse of Nyssa. She silently willed the woman to come closer, though Seal’s declaration snared her attention.

A smile slowly spread over her face as she tried to lean back to look at Njord, saying, Well? What do you think? Shall we call her Otter? She beamed at Seal, thinking it was perfect to let her older sister name the little girl. And the boy, he looks like a fish, and a Fish. But a wee one, a teeny tiny tuna fish, she crooned, unable to resist the urge to nuzzle his pudgy little face.

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