Bearclaw Valley lilacs

@Toad.
he'd had a dream about the coffee-cream frogboy. and merrick never ignored his dreams.
he drifted on; at length the bearwolf set down the ursine jaw he was carrying and grinned at it.
"don't think we were properly introduced," merrick drawled when he had found the new guy, setting the jawbone on the grass reverently. lips pantomined a humour that did not reach his eyes. "what did you think of evien?"