Bearclaw Valley [M] they breathe you in, and dive as deep as they can

cameo for now, he's not there yet :O

the youngest-born in ursus had never garnered merrick's attention. with no true fatherly inclination toward his own young, he bore even less a care for revui's brood. it seemed the greyscale mountain too did not lend himself well to the ways of paternity, though merrick was not a wolf who cared to watch the comings and goings of those he trusted.
today he drifted toward the place in ursus where the blackbird kept her young. he meant to lie lazily in the sun nearby, perhaps teach another favored word to the little brutes.
but they were not present, and merrick scented the ground for the trail astara had left, padding after the trio with unhurried steps that lacked urgency, unmindful of the terrible passions erupting at its end.