Bearclaw Valley Girls just wanna have fun

Cole's gaze sharpened as the stranger—a striking blonde woman with an air of purpose—crossed into Bearclaw Valley, flanked by two imposing figures. His posture was firm, ears angled forward as he observed her approach, his stern gaze resting on her for a moment before he nodded respectfully. He didn’t recognize her, and that alone set his instincts on edge.

Afternoon, ma’am, he greeted, his voice a low, steady drawl laced with caution. Name’s Cole. You’re in Bearclaw territory now.

A glance over her shoulder toward her guards reinforced his wariness; their silent intensity spoke volumes, but he kept his focus trained on her. He stood his ground, his form solid and resolute, though he made no aggressive moves. Cole lifted his head, letting out a short, deep howl for Ameline or Ancelin, signaling there was no immediate danger—but still requesting either presences.

Once his call faded into the valley, he backed a few paces away, his stance relaxing just enough to show he’d make room. He took up a sideline position, keeping his watchful gaze on the trio while awaiting either leaders, his expression never softening.

here for a scout thread! only this post, cole will fade to the back haha