Bearclaw Valley a pale blue dot

Aventus settled himself in a careful sit, eyes trained on the little ball of red fur as she uncurled from her place among the rocks and seized the food. She reminded him of Avicus just then, the fury with which she tore into it. Hunger could move a wolf to great things.

While she ate, he arranged his thoughts. He did not know what Merrick's endgame for Indra was, but knew she meant something significant to the Bruin-witch. Aventus meant to ascertain her state of mind in preparation for what must be done now that she was here. Do you remember how you came to this place?