Bearclaw Valley Saturday I said "I'm Sorry"

Using an old Bearclaw Valley Pack Map for inspiration/reference

The valley. A beautifully deceiving haven. A place of rest and comfort since @Keiko erected her shrine.

With a formidable front entrance of sharp tree and rock. Though not the only true entrance.

In the bears roving of his new home he'd discovered a crack in the claws walls into the Blackfoot Forest days ago, and it was by this crack that he returned home today.

A tight squeeze for the beast's large broad shoulders left stone dust streaks along his pale coat.

Once free he ventured inward toward the falls. His large paws thudding causally over the ever cooling floor and through the rustling leaves.

He filled his lungs with air and pushed an echoing bearish roar from his chest over the valley. Keiko would know this as a sign of his return... but what of their recent visitors?