Bearclaw Valley Meet me inside

he laughed, a youthful sound that emanated from his battered face like incense. "it's amazing what wolves will do when they don't feel judged," he said, slowing his trot from that of the fierce ladies' movement. "there's only one way in, too." he flicked his tongue against his jawline, tossed them a wink, and turned to pad toward the entrance stone of ursus.
the forbidding rock was a sentinel, watching over ursus. he rubbed his shoulders along it and then faced the two again.
"i'll take you to it," he teased out, "but first: join me."