Bearclaw Valley not everyone gets to die and that's just how it will be

Wrapping here!

They needed time to get their affairs in order. That was alright. Aventus nodded once and hoped Cyril would go with Arielle after all, if only to give his mate some supportive company where he was failing. The wolves of Ursus dispersed to collect their things, leaving him standing along in the valley for a time with his face turned toward the meadow outside.

When they were all ready and gathered, sans the dog who never showed, Aventus led them from the valley with Relmyna's yellow-brown pelvic bone gripped tight in his jaws. He had the sentimental urge once or twice to look back, but stubbornly fixed his eyes on the horizon and never relented.