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

A sappy grin grew broad across the bear’s round cheeks. It was true, today was perfect. The weather was nice, mild. A perfect excuse to stretch legs out underneath the overcast sky on this venture for food. He was able to enjoy the calm quiet; the only sounds were their footfalls, Winterbourne’s rough voice, running water and the distant chirps of birds.
Yeah, won’t be so quiet soon, he jested. Evergreen felt anxious, but boy was the excitement finally starting to overtake it. Together, they would be a family, alongside the people who were most important to him. Kaistleoki bloomed into a pack that he thought he’d only dream of.
Did you lose the scent too? He asked quietly, and lifted his head to scent the air.