Bearclaw Valley clearing the spiderwebs

merrick was happy to depart the hollow on regular intervals. having proven himself to the leadership had brought the boy a good deal of confidence and pride, and he wore this bannerlike in the higher wave of his plume these days. 
today he had chosen to follow nunataq at a quick clip, and entered the valley not long after his sister. he himself was not as attached to the place as she seemed to be, but there was a comfort here not found anywhere else. perhaps it was the fact that they had been born here; perhaps it was only nunataq that drew him back and back.
words upon the wind; merrick lengthened his stride and came around a stand of trees, gaze falling to his bristled sister before narrowing upon the pale creature who addressed her. at once he strode to flank nunataq, guard hairs rippling with his own ire, and fangs bared before the two strangers.
get out.