Bearclaw Valley Tell me why are you still so afraid?

Her bladder was spent by the time she returned to the valley. She’d left markings from the edge of the meadow where the foothills began leading all the way up to where the land began to sink down, and the walls of the valley began to arise. If nothing else, she felt it would become a beacon for those looking for a home, and a warning for those who thought the Bearclaws had a weak claim.

She thought of @Viskani too- the stranger who had offered to join them while they grew their numbers. An extra hunter would make it easier for them to hunt large prey as well. The trail she left behind was something she hoped might reassure the kind stranger that she was, in fact, very welcome. 

She returned to her post on the sentry stone which sat in the entrance to the valley, and began to pluck the feathers from a wild turkey she had caught earlier.