Wapun Meadow When you were here before

he had already been out in the meadow, scavenging for things to bring back to the garden he had started in ursus. except here was a shady figure. one he didn't recognize to be that of ursus. awfully close to.

his gaze hardened, black eyes squinted as he frowned. then she went and called for the bruins. it was not possible for him to frown anymore, but he certainly tried.

instead of leadership, she'd be intercepted by him. small and lean. cloaked in the deep smells of ursus and richness of herbs. kinder smells than the look he wore as he eyed her.

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