Bearclaw Valley Wasn't hurting anyone

@Merikh <3 if you have time!

Another had joined their fledgeling clan, settling together like a proper group in the Valley. She felt like a queen bee, one who was surrounded by men who continued to hunt and protect the pack. She felt the temperatures begin to rise with the lengthening of every day, and noticed that the snow had begun to soften. Perhaps by Spring they could name themselves as an official pack, so long as Merikh and Drust decided to stick around. 

She chose to seek out the former to see how he was settling in, and invite him to hunt with her so she might see him move. His limp was a concern, something she was willing to overlook temporarily while he settled in, hoping that a bit of rest might allow him to heal. She tracked his scent toward the river, and tilted her head back to call out for him, if he was within earshot.