Bearclaw Valley I was only having fun

She sensed that he might be a risk to the peace that they were trying to establish in the valley- however, she was willing to give him the benefit of the doubt. Neither she nor Ancelin had been tame and peaceful when they had left Redtail Rise, and had only just begun extending olive branches. It was new territory to them all, but as long as Merikh wasn't opposed to doing the same, she was willing to give him a chance. 

Something about his name, however, tugged on a memory in her mind. She could have sworn that she had heard Ancelin mention that name before- but she couldn't be sure. 

It was obvious that he'd been in fights, but whether or not he was skilled wasn't something they could even test at that point. The limp he had was a concern, especially given the fact that they had no healer in their group. 'Well, like I thay, we're tryin' to be peatheful here- but every pack needth thome good guardianth for when shit goeth Thouth." Trouble would find them- it was inevitable. And when it did, they would want to be strong. 

She gestured with a flick of her muzzle. "C'mon; I'll show you the Valley, an' introduthe you to Anthuhlin, my mate."