Bearclaw Valley a chalice of pastel blood

He wondered what was meant by that.
Bears didn't give up anything without good reason to.
It also seemed strange that the man thought the threat of bears was something to be scared of in the winter, when they were seldom seen around their dens.
His lips twitched downwards, thinking.

But the spring was most dangerous for them..." 'ow long has Ursus been 'ere?" Hell, if he said only since the summer gone Earp was leaving...before the bears woke up. Fuck getting eaten for a bears breakfast.
But Merrick steered the conversation in a different direction then, and Earp happily told him.

"Well, me Family split up, went our own ways. Den, I met me cousin Priest 'ere. But 'e then left again wit de rest who came."
Abandoning Earp in this strange world. Probably because he expressed disinterest in fucking his half-sister, but whatever. He could make his own legacy now.