Dragoncrest Cliffs Alfonsino

Meerkat had changed since Njord’s return. There was a visible brightness to her features, a bounce to her step that had been gone for a long time. It was good to see the spark return to her gaze. Swordfish had many strange feelings about his father’s trip and the length of time he had been gone, but he understood well enough that Njord meant the world to his mom. And his mom meant the world to him.

Got it fer ya, he said softly, setting the fish down for her.

Went with da to hunt beaver. Did he bring ya back some of it?

The young wolf had only gone with his dad because he had been persuaded by the mention of Meerkat. Njord had said she’d like the beaver meat. Swordfish merely wanted to be sure that it had been shared with her.