Bearclaw Valley could wrap up the sun, and protect the girls

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a burgeoning wind of change was coming for them both -- yet for now, they frolicked like colts among verdant pastures. uncaring. unaware of the cataclysm growing within astara's belly.

they played for a time, and when they both tired astara swung a paw over her bear and nipped his ear lovingly as she held him -- a tender moment suspended between years of violence and iniquity.