Bearclaw Valley the 48

please let @Cole post first! @Ameline <3

she follows behind cole as he leads the way; always in silence with the comforting weight of ghost perched against the junction of her shoulders. towhee jr takes a deep breath as they draw nearer, scenting the pack borders in full. they were not made of many, but it was enough.

anything was better than trying to survive this winter on her own. though there is that fierce fire in her chest that tells her should could do it, she errs to the side of realism. that side that dances with logic of self preservation.

she stops a respectful distance from the borders, feeling the push of air and absence of ghosts' weight as the falcon takes to the sky; her gaze flickering from her falcon companion to cole where it lingers.