Stavanger Bay Will love blossom?

Beric fidgeted while he waited to see if Claire would answer his call, dragging his paw across the sand in different directions to entertain himself. It didn't really work. His mind was still on her, wondering what she was doing. He knew she hadn't been sleeping in his den anymore, and so he had reclaimed it, but where was she sleeping? He hoped it wasn't out in the elements. She deserved a nice, cozy den to sleep peacefully in. He certainly wouldn't call his cozy, but it was better than nothing.

His thoughts were interrupted by her voice, his head jerking up as he watching her approach him. She was respectful, lowering her head, but he was glad to see she held herself just a little higher than before. Was that confidence? He smiled, Hello, Claire, he responded. She was looking better and better. He could tell she had been eating by the way her body was just a little more filled out than a few weeks ago. He thought she could eat some more, but that really was not his place to say. It was obvious she was taking care of herself, and that's really all that mattered. How are you doing? he asked, really interested in the answer. Was she settling in well? Did she like it here? Were the others being nice to her? He had no doubt many would treat her with the utmost respect, but there were a few wolves he didn't know very well.