Bearclaw Valley interim

oh, that. merrick's ears sprawled in a sulk. he did not wish to answer, but his pride made itself known again with a casual little grin. "evien."
his ears soon sprang back. seduced by the appeal to his power as well as a pretty touch from a pretty individual, merrick settled himself. "that's a very long story," came his chuckle.
"once upon a time. just kidding," merrick feigned. "we have history, yes. but also, i just don't like them." his lopsided gaze flickered to the greenwater eyes of the healer.