Shadewood I heard voices

Thank you so much for this! I'm sure they'll meet again

The night-bear watched the sea-wolf take her leave. As intriguing as was, he didn't follow.
Instead, the ursine turned with a grunt and made to find solitude in which to devour the offering; then to find a place to sleep. 

It was with a pang of sorrow that tore at his core, he realised that all his life he'd been lonely, and now he was not. They were his friends. And he'd stop at nothing to protect them.