Bearclaw Valley lilacs

"that's what i like to hear," merrick purled. "don't worry. i won't need it anytime soon. but maybe i could teach you to spar. attack from the side of the mountains," he went on, jerking his chin toward the high stone walls of bearclaw. "you never know when it might be necessary."
"skoll almir. he's a dark guy. aloof eyes. i decided he should go refresh our scent around the meadow. do you mind going with him sometime?"