Dragoncrest Cliffs Hang Out

Apologies for my terrible sandbagging! Last post from me to wrap it up… we need a current thread soon! :)

The groundhog waddled, exhausted by the harassment. Njord, too, was learning about this maindland prey. Mostly, that is was fat, slow, and could be dug out if the ground was soft enough. His mouth watered hungrily as his blue eyes fixated on the quarry, half-expecting the young she-wolf to pounce.

However, Chacal’s defensive yip spurred Njord to spring away with a great laugh. “Forgive me, lass! Couldn’t help m’self!” he woofed playfully as she dropped into a play-bow. Njord mirrored her as his paws hit the ground. He turned his head to stare at her out from the corner of his eye, a low grrrrr rumbling in his throat. Suddenly, he popped up and hopped at her, turning this way and that as he pretended to spar.

He would continue playing with Chacal until they both grew weary, enjoying their time together.