Bearclaw Valley dancing with the devil

For @Merrick - set for the 23rd. 

            Truth be told, Evien hadn't thought much after leaving the territory the day before. His mind made up the moment he saw the disappointment on Taylor's face and the words I hope I see you again. Perhaps he had some impulsiveness about him after all. 

             The figurehead - he hadn't learned his name, he recalled belatedly - was someone he was curious to meet face-to-face and privately before he pledged himself to the other boy. Something about the one-eyed wolf seemed dangerous, intriguing, like a venomous water snake. There was something calculating about his behavior, and Evien only recognized it because it was also a part of himself. It just manifested in different ways. 

             Decisively, the brown boy limped up to the borders of Ursus and tipped his head back. His howl was rusty at best, bell-like and rising in pitch in certain areas. A song he hadn't made use of in a long time.