Moonspear He's never going home

Wraen had been taking an afternoon nap in the badger's den she had found and claimed days earlier. A comfy place, which felt like it was made for a wolf her size and proportions. Compared to her last residence, this was dry, with no water seeping through, and she simply slept well there. 

And she would have slept longer, had it not been for the loud warning howl in the distance, telling everyone, who was willing to listen, that there was a bear in the area. Since the voice sounded familiar as well, Wraen's desire to rest was replaced by worry for both the clawed trespasser and the stranger on the borders. 

She ran to the borders as fast as she could and, when she finally came to the place of action, she had remembered one solid fact about bears - they hibernated during winter. A moment later she caught sight of Bernard's familiar shape in the distance and then another surprise came, because the caller turned out to be Tam, who she had met in the Glen. 

Situated between the two people she recognized and being at loss of words of what to say or do now, she simply sat down, looking from one to the other.