Nimbus Summit nerds trying to dance

The panic quieted and he found himself back at the summit, though he was unusually pensive. Today’s absolutely splendid forecast cheered him a bit, though any time he tried to accomplish anything, he caught himself standing still, staring off into space, thoughts racing…

He shook off his latest bout of woolgathering and resumed walking along the western border. Caracal saw the sun glittering off the basin in the distance. The sight reminded him of his recent sunset encounter with Gunnar at the coast. Without realizing it, he paused again.

When he came back to himself a beat later, the yearling raised his foxlike snout toward the cloudless skies and called @Heda’s name.