Bearclaw Valley et peccatum meum contra me est semper

parousia heard more rumbles.

then they were face to face. and the parasite of mother bear leaned in too, nose to dark forehead. breathing in the scent and softly pushing aside fur. as if she might find herself in the very mind of mother bear.

she rumbled now, deep and grumbling. if the bear spoke through her, it did not know how to use the vessel properly. no trained vocal chords able to rumble speech, limbs too weak and willowy.

still she rumbled, still she remained pressed against the great head of mother bear.