Bearclaw Valley Galant

i LOVE it! *adds to her playlist*

perhaps he doesn't know the gravity of it. Avicus had found bears to be friends, too, when Jaylen had been present. it was only later that she discovered that's not necessarily the case, at least always. at least he is sorry, and ceases his bear-song.

and then he surprises her. he launches into another sequence of notes, and then says that it's for. . .her. her own song.

how to capture Avicus in a song? the sounds that make up her life seem too tangible, too earthy, to voice. the bleats or screams of prey at the last; the rustle of grass as she stalks through it; the snarl in her throat and muffled thud of bodies in a fight.

yet what Ashlar concocts is not unpleasant; in fact, she is soothed by it, and nods, eyes half-closing.

the bear killed Evien, she says, by way of explanation. it isn't that she disliked his previous song, it just came at a bad time. to call him. . .we are killed, too.

she had kept the notes of her own song in the front of her mind, and repeated them now, then queried, me?