Bearclaw Valley a seal on the subject

The lands were plentiful and beautiful. Those whom lived within it were too, yet of course, not all. There was the wolf with the mangled foot and now as she comes, one creature with mangy and wiry fur that caused her nose to wrinkle. They were mostly young wolves and her eyes cast to her one-eyed lord with a smile. Still more were to come - Fields, Toad...whom else? Then those bright blues past over the little snow flake and fell upon the stark black female with brightly purple eyes. She gasps. Oh...! A whisper off her lips. The beautiful enchantress stood Sentinel, plump in her womb with children to come. Children... How wonderful!