Bearclaw Valley Simple Art

No longer was Milan alone in the valley. It was a comfort, something that allowed her to feel safe.

The deer hide she had taken after Frederick hunted for her still had some material left, and now with some responsibility off of her plate she took the time to carefully rip it into strips.

She planned to weave it together into something that could be offered to her packmates. A simpler way to carry back heavier prey, large amounts of herbs, and anything else.