Bearclaw Valley hauntings only repeat what occurred once upon a time

beneath the cover of a misted night, merrick stole over the borders of lost creek hollow and disappeared into the night, heading for the place of his birth.
indra was gone. tadec was gone. he had stirred with a great restlessness alongside @Nunataq, and looked quietly at her before nosing her once and departing. she was free to come, but merrick wanted to be away from the hollow and everything it represented.
and so he traveled, coming to the stale, familiar borders at daybreak. gingerly he circled, not wanting to enter. he had grown old enough to know that in the world there were greater threats than other wolves, and the stench of bear hung here. 
thus he did not answer, only stared into the snowy valley with wistfulness breaking in his heart.