Bearclaw Valley I was only having fun

@Merikh

There wasn't the same, vast expanse of a border to patrol in the valley as there had been at the rise. Surrounded by cliffs, it would be nearly impossible for any wolf to trespass unless they came in through the narrow path that wound its way down and into the home of the Bearclaw. It meant Ameline was able to conserve energy, though she found it also made her a bit more tense; rather than being a patrolling guardian, she was simply posted as a sentry, and it was more tedious than anything else. She wanted to roam and range- but she would have to exercise her patience. Some day, she would have young children waiting at her hearth- and Ancelin would need to be given a break from guarding as well. She'd have to learn how to sit and watch without getting distracted so that when she needed to, for the sake of her children, she would be able to do it. 

The wind was slight, and the sunlight was warm. She thought she could smell snow coming- perhaps later on in the afternoon or in the evening.