Bearclaw Valley Friday Night I Crashed Your Party

her smiles were reason for adoration; ancelin kissed one corner of her mouth and then the other. "i don't. the kids might support her there but i doubt they'd come all the way here just to fight us. besides," he went on, head lowering until he could trace her shoulder with his muzzle, "we're not alone here. there's at least three adults, and more, if their mom shows up."
they had a pack already, young and hunters. ancelin was just not yet ready to embrace that thought fully until he himself was more settled. "pretty sure my dad was born here," he mused, trying to remember what little he knew of the place itself.