Bearclaw Valley a seal on the subject

At the far edge of the valley had he sat alone, quiet, in thought. The song interrupted it all, his tawny ears flickered upward with dual surprise and excitement. He'd been bored lately- here was something to remedy all that. Time to rise as Ursus. To crush their threats and serve their cyclops king. And so he threw back his head and joined them, the chorus of voices both familiar and unfamiliar, together.