Bearclaw Valley seal the clouds with grey lining

indra was relieved to see laurel eat -- as she stepped back outside of the den's threshold, she cast a singular ear back to observe the happenings behind her. the pups still nursed and squirmed (one even squalled loudly), but all in all, the den seemed settled with some long-at-last tranquility. it was much needed.

she hadn't really considered how coop-bound laurel was until she asked how the world outside was. indra afforded a quiet smile and looked about, noting the cheerless cover of clouds and the fact that winter still clung to the valley. "same as always. cold." the humor drained from her face as she saw a shape in the distance -- she stiffened, expression taut as she watched the form break from the cover of trees.

it was dragging something -- indra felt her hackles rifle in protective emotion, but did not rise. her gaze hardened as she recognized who it was -- but still, she did not rise. let the woman expend what energy she wanted so long as she did not approach them -- indra turned back to laurel silently, wondering if she had caught witness of what had just transpired.