Bearclaw Valley Who needs diamonds

The man with the pretty eyes is curious and at this she tilts her head up and laughs. It’s a hearty one, genuine. 

“Oh? You did not hear?” She asks then. “Well, your lovely Merrick told me to bring him a coyote. Which I did and I hate dirtying my beautiful pelt, but you see his word seems to be law.” She hums with a soft, playful roll of her eyes at the last bit. “I brought her here and poisoned her. Then they spilt her blood all over their alter for the bear. Great fun, right?” Pandora ends her explanation with a cocksure smile.

“Have you done such a thing to get in? I must know.” She purrs, swishing her tail along the loamy earth with curiosity in her gaze.