Bearclaw Valley goldclaw

The question perplexed him.

All that Karst had was himself now. Astyanax too, before his brother vanished. Together they had all they could need. What more was there?

Karst did not wonder where he came from; he did not think it important to consider. He was nobody.

The answer was slow to emerge from him but he rolled his shoulders, shook his head. Maybe this was a test? If that was the case, he voiced one possibility, uncertain: The bear, the spirits?

Averna would like that answer. Maybe it would be enough for Merrick too.