Bearclaw Valley My mind won’t let me rest

can probably fade here or w ur next post! we will need another >D

it was to tumbleview he took bishop: a swathe of moss-covered stones in a forest of needlebranch and oak. shaded here, protected against the last heat of summer. a turn then; he gazed upon the newest member of ursus with a solemn expression.
"rest, and then explore the valley. there is much to see. it belongs to us, all of it, and the meadow beyond the door as well." a grin, and then he was picking up the trail, trotting off unless stopped by the powerful hybrid.
plans now, for that one.