Bearclaw Valley a chalice of pastel blood

"well they gave us this valley, to begin," merrick purred, single eye gleaming. "in the winter the threat of them keeps others away, and in the spring — well," and here the boy finished with a chuckle. earp did not need him to elaborate upon what happened to those who did not praise the god well.
"i'm interested to know how you found your way to ursus," he inquired of the full-shadow man, eyeing him with open intrigue. "what you did before." a clear invite, and no judgement attached.