Bearclaw Valley I just slip away and I am gone

hope it's okay to skip to throw in a fader, I know we mentioned closing it up <3

in every wolf, a beast. ursus was no different.

earp jolted and bucked under the might of a thousand teeth -- in short order, his lifeblood had been spilled from him.

astara did not stop tearing until he was in parts. disassembled and dissolute.

there would be no gravemarker to denote earp's once-presence in this pack. no momento to cherish his memory.

just a series of peculiar bones decorating ursus' border; innards and vertebral columns hung like tinsel on the stone-front.

she tended to her daughter first, a lioness' maternal pride in her eyes as she watched over avicus.

earp was no longer -- but toad, skoll, avicus were augmented by his passing. his final service had been a lesson for her packmates and daughter -- trust no one, and kill everything.