Bearclaw Valley Wasn't hurting anyone

can be a cameo!

teeth clicked on the cold air. ancelin stalked along the edges of their meeting. he did not need to posture; the interested burn of his indigo eyes could turn cold with any provocation. drust did not feel like a threat; he had keiko to tend him.
the big male was not a threat either, but his presence as new male kept the variegated hunter watchful. 
if ameline did not signal him, the young hunter would flash her a grin and go back to his hunting.