Bearclaw Valley Goldilocks

annorak's offer of leadership was interesting to say the least. ancelin hardly knew him, though he appreciated the man's staunch presence on their borders. yet the regina had asked for leaders to name themselves as well. 
the melonii eyes lingered on the man thoughtfully, before the forward march of the eldest bearclaw girl announced itself.
athalia tore from her shadows, and ancelin was pleased to see that she did it with the same abrupt ferocity he had sought to employ more than once.
silence, and then the crash of teeth down upon skull.
now she stood in seething demand. her father smiled also. 
"he's not. but he's offered to be that and a guardian," he prodded a little, wanting to hear athalia declare herself their princess of bones first. they saw it, they all did. say it.