Bearclaw Valley Who you gonna call?

The forest man spoke again, the one obviously in charge. No reaction from Selena could be seen, though she felt her stomach turn. Eyes did not blink as her mind became clouded, lost in thought. Immediately the shadow put herself in the position of a warrior wrapping her jaws around the neck of another. Another who had hopes and dreams, stripping them of their physical vessel and releasing their soul into the cosmos. She bet the blood was warm.  

Another gust of freezing morning wind pressed to her back, ruffling her nape fur. Selena followed the push again and took another step closer to the man, her eyes swiveling for a moment to the woman who offered him protection. She told her the loner would need to abandon her old ways. If the spirits willed her to connect with the Bear, then it would be done. Besides, this was at the end of it all, still the will of the spirits. She would never abandon them and she knew she wouldn't stop hearing them. 

You will not be rid of us.

"I have not killed, but I am meant to be here. If staying here requires me to do that I will do it." Whether she physically could was something else entirely. "I will serve the Bear."