Bearclaw Valley thorn bear

Unlike his two co-leads, Evien had spent the majority of his time recently within the confines of Ursus' borders. He rarely even entered the fields just outside the valley, preferring to stay nearby just in case his packmates needed him. He tried not to think too much of their missing wolves, because it was all too tempting to go out in search of them, but it was still something that weighed heavily on his shoulders.

The snow was not welcomed any longer. Evien had a hard time getting around as it was, without the aid of a never ending cascade of snow. Still, he made his way to Merrick immediately after the coywolf's song ended, approaching him with a bit more hitch to his step than normal.

"Welcome back," he greeted, approaching the man and brushing their muzzles together affectionately. "You called for me?"