Bearclaw Valley seal the clouds with grey lining

fade for a new one when you're back?

indra knew her sister well enough to know her bitter comment had stung -- she regretted its utterance immediately. her ears fell and she adopted a contrite look, searching a moment for laurel's hazel gaze in silent apology.

she could understand and certainly sympathize with laurel's sentiments regarding the alpha; indra shared them, though for different reasons. she had her own reservations on the possibility of him ever treating laurel the way she deserved, but kept her lips firmly shut. with a soft smile she nodded as if to say i understand and rose, pressing her muzzle briefly to laurel's cheek before stepping towards the felled deer.

it took a few hearty tugs to get it out of the den, but indra saw to it that the remains were cached nearby. it would last them a few days, at least. before she cached the carrion she clipped both ears from the doe's finely sculpted skull - two playthings intended for the puppies.