Bearclaw Valley beloved physician

prideful as she may be, she is also acutely aware of hierarchy. her parents are her leaders—and now, it seems, her brother is, too. though envy burns within her at his promotion, she knows she has no one but herself to blame. he had stayed; she had left. intention mattered not, only presence.

so she turns and greets him with subdued posture, indigo eyes not quite meeting his own. Bruin-jaw, she says, for she's heard the news and the name of the title thrown around. 

names, titles, they mean nothing to her. . .only power. she wonders how he'll react to the words in her mouth, though.

in the meantime, the two siblings face each other, their erstwhile savior's head keeping grim and silent watch over the pair.