Bearclaw Valley however dangerous this may be

Parents. 

The strange quiet remained between all until the pretty porcelain boy spoke up a word of congratulations. For any typical couple Toad might've done the same, but somehow he could not see Ursus as a place for children. Nor the cyclops as a father. 

His gaze traced Astara- who was pretty. Pretty weird, too. He wondered how Merrick had grown close to a woman who did not utter a word- but perhaps Toad himself was too chatty, and so he would never question their bond. Only hope that the puppies to come would be safe here.