Bearclaw Valley "I have plans for you."

The mountain shifted and turned toward them, as terrifying as a landslide. He offered a name, which Ameline accepted with a light nod of her chin. Given the information they’d received thus far, she concluded that while he might be kin to Aventus and Avicus, there seemed to have been some preference. Not only had Glaukos been told to serve them, but he’d not been given a name that matched the others. 

She tensed slightly as Glaukos met Ancelin’s gaze- but in a way that was studious. His comment made her heart flutter; she loved his eyes. The chances that their children might have the Bearclaw indigo seemed to be higher, now. 

Ancelin’s demeanour shifted and she shook herself from her defensive stare as he looked to her. She felt the weight lift from her shoulders, now that they had some sort of arrangement. 

He was a stranger- but he was useful. He might become an asset should his attitude prove him worthy of being invited to stay but for now, the newly discovered man would need to rest. 

While she felt lightly begrudging of Ancelin having more competition for his attention, she moved along with him after offering Glaukos a brief nod, so that they might hunt.

As if to re-establish herself as his first priority, however, she would wait until they had caught something and then demand his attention once more before allowing him to bring the kill to Glaukos.