Bearclaw Valley Pining

Tho I wath right, She chuckled. Milan was, after all, wanting something- missing someone. She’d been on her own when Ameline had found her, but she wondered now if guarding the valley had kept her from finding someone she’d lost. In this case, it was a friend.

She scoffed at the implication that a mere conversation would be trouble. Nah, girl, thpill! She prompted. Ut’ll be good for you. And me; to have another woman to chat with, She said.