Dragoncrest Cliffs Yeah she steals like a theif

Sorry everyone!! I got the holiday whelmies
I'll only keep Njord in for one more round and then he'll dip.

From the panicked jostling noises Njord knew that he had interrupted their pubescent tryst. Quennell came slinking from the darkness red-handed, a sheepish look on his face. It took every ounce of strength to keep Njord from breaking character. On the outside, he was composed like Buddha. Inside, he was grinning impishly.

“Is tha so?” Njord mused with faux naivety, a brow raised curiously. “Och, well ye willnae be findin’ any whale by spendin’ so much time in the dark.” A flick of the eyes to Quennell.

“I was just headin’ towards the whale meself tae fetch Meerkat lunch. I will join ye!” Njord began to move as to telegraph that it wasn’t a request.

He turned to the young she-wolf, mid-stride. “What is yer name, lass? I ‘ope Quennell, here, is bein’ a proper guide.”