Bearclaw Valley exploration

Arthur sat down across from the younger wolf not sure what was going on in his mind. Arthur was interested in this young Cicero. There was something about him. Arthur had no great philosophies to think about. He was just a bear. He slept, eat and slept and eat again. Sometimes he had a conversation with the wolves in this valley. Even though they woke him up quite a bit with their howls they did make great company and the carcasses they left scented good. He wasn't really a meat eater but if there was a carcass he wouldn't mind picking a few pieces from it. 

"Mr. Kove lived with you? Oh nice to know. It was probably before he met Miss. Scarlett right? They spoke about wanting to live together here," Arthur cited them from when he met the couple months ago. Instantly the bear got more interested when the young wolf spoke about not belonging here. "Why would you say that? I think you would fit here perfectly! Care to elaborate?," he asked, liking how he could talk to this wolf and get to see things from a wolf perspective.