Kintla Flatlands i won't cry; no, i won't shed a tear

From here, it was a waiting game. Soon enough, Kaistleoki would be full of extra mouths to feed, and after, apprentices to train. Evergreen still felt anxious about becoming a father, yet it was a fact that had begun to settle within him. Winterbourne and he kept busy with patrolling, hunting and overall kept tabs on Ira.
Their adventure today brought them away from Whitefish River. The duo strolled along the side of it towards Whitewater Gorge after they caught the scent of a wounded deer. A large one would make an excellent dinner for the pack. The bear slowed in his pace, nostrils flared, and he glanced towards his mate. The scent was starting to fade for him, perhaps too close to the water’s edge.

Backdated for May 24th. Music & thread title reference