Flycatcher Downs deum verum

"no name." the bear spirit thumped powerfully below his breastbone. the last time merrick had chased a woman he meant to kill her; the lilting ermine in the meadow.
he was far larger than she, a novelty for a man built like a shadow and made for more than blind and crushing violence. "the bear lives in ursus. we gather where the powerful one commands."
the single eye burnt the air around them as he glowered into her face. "what is your name?"