Bearclaw Valley Because he was a better boy, and more loved by the angels

A healer! There was no good explanation for why Aventus imagined Arielle as a warrior, lithe and nimble alongside the males of the valley and his own ruthless dam, but that image of her crumbled in favour of her own aspiration. There had not been a healer in Ursus since Evien. Aventus knew only vaguely that Karst was training for the role, but he cared so little about the basalt intruder, he hadn't even noticed when the younger boy left with Avicus.

The bear would continue to snack for some time, so Aventus gathered his paws under him in preparation to move on. Have you been to Evien's medicine den? he wondered, deciding already that he would take her there if she had not. He knew it well, having spent quite some time there after Nyra's attack. More importantly, he knew it would suit her needs, and privately hoped she would find something like home in it.

Ursus needed a healer, and Arielle seemed like a good fit for the pack. It was perfect.