Bearclaw Valley Order from chaos

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Galena could not fathom a world in which one did not care... not think... not reflect. All things (all things) were carefully planned and crafted [madash] sowed and then harvested. It was the way of women. It is why all wolves, and the world, needed women. They were the ones ordained to shape the next generation. Map makers. Lifebringers. Caretakers. Men... well, they played a singular role in this endeavor. A stepladder (to be stepped upon) used to rise to the next level. Some men had the light of intelligence behind their eyes, but this one... he was a simple as they came. 

Galena could list a hundred reasons why one would think about this new life in Ursus, but this man couldn't be bothered to even consider one. Her face darkened, unimpressed by her company's aloofness. "You have met my expectations, Revui," she said plainly with a disappointed shake of her head (as her expectations for his sex nonexistent). She did not feel like explaining why. It would be beyond his grasp. Moving on, "is outriding all you do for Ursus?" she asked, moving to sniff at the ruff of his neck, "Where did you live before?"

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