Dragoncrest Cliffs been countin' every minute

He called her Aunt Meerkat, which surprised a smile out of her. It also made her feel even more mortified about her visceral reaction a moment ago. He wasn’t just Njord’s relation, he was hers!

Before she could reciprocate his sentiment, Rhaegal told the story about the fight. Meerkat might have felt a little sorry for what sounded like a well-meaning stranger, though he had sworn at and clearly attacked her pack mates. He might’ve had good intentions, though such behavior was completely unacceptable while visiting another pack’s borders. What sort of man would ever swear at someone like Mireille, anyway?

He sounds like an ass, Meerkat said. Did you catch his name? What did he look like? I’m no guardian, though I’ll pass his description along to Njord.