Bearclaw Valley "I have plans for you."

His posture failed to show any signs of being willing to leave. A flash of his teeth was all that was given- a sign that led Ameline to believe that he didn’t consider her a threat. 

She caught Ancelin’s scent- and knew he had managed to get closer than she. She kept her eyes on Glaukos so she might not give away her mate’s position, and she felt at least appeased that he was willing to leave- but the note about this place being his birthplace piqued her interest. 

And Ancelin’s too, it seemed. She padded closer, trying to deny the urge to simply wave the man off and beg Ancelin to fulfill her needs. Deep down inside, she admired too the formidable stature of the man- and felt a burning in the pit of her stomach. 

Hornones, she told herself- hormones and nothing more. 

So she moved to Ancelin’s side and watched the other man with interest, now that it seemed he might provide them the missing links in their knowledge of the beautiful valley.