Bearclaw Valley let me pay the price for you instead

ur posts are lovely no matter the length <3

trailed by the surefooted sentry of ursus, merrick paced lithely through their land, muzzle questing for his quarry. birds indeed; a brace of pheasants that had fled into the thick undergrowth, and waited to be spurred from underfoot. such foolish little things, and no match for even his slender jaws.
the desire to quell, to snuff out breath; merrick felt godly with revui as his retinue and cast a brazen glance toward the man, smirking.