Bearclaw Valley so close to what

she slipped through brush and thicket before setting about the clearing that cole found himself in. a shake was given to free herself of any loose shrubbery that might have clung to her coat before she made her way to greet the man.

a touch that would have once been met with fangs was now embraced by the woman. she paused to enjoy the brief moment before leaning back to answer the questioned asked.

"i have yet to thank you," she started, washing over his features as sun beamed through the treetops and made the man glow with soft warmth. "for what you've done for my girls. for me."

they were safe, together. and she had cole to appreciate for this.