Bearclaw Valley Information Gained is Another Way to Get Stronger

skoll never howled at the borders. it was unlike him; the soldier came and went rather quietly about his duties. regular pillar of the pack, that one. merrick came at once, tail bobbing behind the eager swing of his haunches. "what is it?" he asked, thrusting his ears forward with a grin riddled in anticipation.
for all merrick truly knew it was run-of-the-mill reporting. but it was a bit of change, a shift in skoll's otherwise careful routine, from what the boy had gathered. and so he waited, thrumming with wonderment.