Bearclaw Valley ishkabibble

When Indra pulled up beside him, the crow offered her an expression of warmth. His eyes glowed as he peered at her features, admiring the shape of them and the warmth of her colors. There was not a moment in his time there that the coywolf hadn't realized how fortunate he was. Even more so with the life that had been brought to them in the form of Merrick. He was just as fiery as Piper, it seemed. When the girl spoke, the crow could not help but to pull his attention from the features of Indra and lock them on the younger Redleaf girl.

There was an intensity in his gaze as he realized just what the child was saying. She wished to travel on her own and search for the missing boy. The dropping of his stomach was an immediate thing, but he knew that this was something where he was likely not invited to offer his opinion. Instead, the thief turned to Indra with a puzzled expression and waited to see what she might have to say.