Bearclaw Valley my isle of golden dreams

indra remained unaware of the hesitation that hurried tadec's steps -- as they crested the summit that marked bearclaw's borders he finally relented, and she was able to pull alongside him in a pant. his enigmatic answer was met with a brief squinch, but no scalded reply pressed from her muzzle.

instead, she deigned to let him take her wherever he willed, though in the back of her mind she still fretted over laurel and her brood.

as he turned back to her to share they would embark upon this together, she was only slightly reassured; she afforded him a slim smile, casting her gaze about her. the meadows they were in were still familiar to her -- surely, wherever they were going, she would find out soon enough.