Dragoncrest Cliffs it’s just jam

After Haunt’s funeral Njord took solace by spending time with @Sobo, @Mireille, @Coraline, and @Loko. They went on small treasure hunts and played in shallow streams, chasing red and yellow leaves as the water carried them away. The children helped heal his heart, and the seafarer wished he could pause time. They grew right before his eyes and, now, resembled miniature adults more than puppies.

It was also difficult to face the rest of the pack. A new face showed itself at the burial, but Njord felt too broken to greet them with any honest enthusiasm. However, time healed this too and it wasn’t long before he set out to find Sadbh (as @Rosalyn had informed him of their name).

The strong aroma of earthy herbs was an easy trail to follow and he quickly found the alcove where they painted. “’Ello?” Njord called as he cleared his throat. “Yer our newest granite named Sadbh, right? It meant tha worl’ you were at tha funeral fer Haunt… I wanted ta thank ya meself.” His voice trailed as he suddenly notice the vibrant red smeared across the rock and their face. “Er… what’re ya doin?” he asked, momentarily distracted from his somber introduction.