Fox's Glade crystal rain

Bearclaw Valley was up to him—a thought he pondered. “If Sven and his brother wish for an audience to discuss more, I’m happy to do so,” he offered, believing the youthful men would likely have questions or concerns arise from this.

Still, it felt better to have the formations of a plan beginning, rather than sit back and wait for the danger or trouble to make its way to the valley. Such things always had a way of making their way to the Rising Sun Valley…

“I will speak to Bearclaw, then. We settle our packs for a bit with this news—and then we leave?”