Bearclaw Valley lionizing

merrick had known it would come to blows, and so had seen his actions at their hunt as a way to press them into it. aventus was brash. avicus was sordid. both were aspects of ursus necessary for its survival.
the bearking further suspected that his raven-queen might fall to the effects of the season, and as such, he could not have strife within their domain.
he watched his redgirl and bearboy with a darkening expression curling in his single eye as avicus snapped for her brother's muzzle.
he had enforced his son once; he would not this time, but neither would he allow much further.
prepared now, to wait, until aventus had reacted, and the bear-spirit whispering sibilant in his chest.