Bearclaw Valley there is nothing you can do for them,

@Aventus @Avicus @Merrick

astara had little concept of a calendar, but she knew that the puppies were fast outgrowing their birth chamber. they were bigger, more mobile, ready for new things -- and astara was growing tired of constantly nipping them back into the den.

it was a cool, sunny morning as astara poked her head outside of tumbleview's den, and listened curiously for the usual chorus of early morning. after a few moments, astara's head retreated and she nudged both of her children awake (if they were not already).

once she saw both had her attention, astara left the den.

she nimbly leapt down the column of stones, turning around to survey how avicus and aventus did handling the stony drop. once they were on firm soil, astara began a loose trot down a pinestraw laden trail.

she kept an ear behind her from time to time, but always set her pace enough that both her children would have to work to keep up with her. she hoped, in this way, she could keep their attention on her -- they did not have long to travel, but astara did not want either to slip off.

eventually the trail lead to a panned out meadow -- the grassy clearing merrick had held many of his summons. the rendezous was not far off -- and this was to be their new home now.