Dragoncrest Cliffs summer grasses:

The fur package settled in the sand. The sound of waves hitting the nearby cliffs helped to settle his nerves and his discontent both. No matter how bad things felt in Sapphique for him, this place would always be his home.

He had to wait a little while for Meerkat to show up on account of her inflated abdomen. It didn't take a lot of effort for Sobo's eyes to remain fixed on hers. It wasn't jealousy that made him dread the coming of Njord's pups, exactly, but he couldn't put a word to what he really felt about it. It was easier for him to pretend it wasn't happening, and that included not acknowledging the obvious signs of it.

With a deep breath, Sobo began. I wanted ta t'ank ya... T'ank you for helping my brot'er in de sound. I heard dat ya... Dat you were dere. Man, it was hard to scrub Njord's influence from his speech. Another petty reaction to his father's inattention, that.

Dis be for you, he said, gently pushing the bundle forward for Meerkat to unwrap.