Bearclaw Valley sisterhood

Big grass. Sesi sneered at her sister, a little offended at the suggestion that she, a smart little girl by all accounts, would fall for such drivel. She didn't voice that particular concern - despite her reservations, Sesi found herself walking, her dainty nose level with Desna's shoulder as the pair made their way towards the woods. "You don't know so," Sesi grumbled moodily, ears swiveling to and fro in an effort to capture the noises ahead whilst also working to show her disdain. "Somethi' could live in'er." Like a Big Dangerous, or an Other Wolf.