Bearclaw Valley Papa Said Love Wouldn't Be For Me

The thought of Frederick hunting someone down was rather amusing to her, but then again she knew that she should not doubt the man. Just make sure to be extra nice when he visits, hm? She insisted, bumping her shoulder into his.

Ah - and bring me a hide next time you go out hunting. Rabbit, if you can. Her train of thought now seemed to shift. Back to Bearclaw, back to her work. I'll need quite a bit, but we have time. I'd like to prepare everyone's dens for the winter - make them extra cozy.

The weather was cooling quickly. A warm, soft nest in a well prepared den would do everyone some good.