Bearclaw Valley In this world, it's just us

ho life or no life

and so she would 'have at it', carefuly working the snow into his wounds, to the dried blood that stuck upon his pelt. the moisture that the snow carried would carefully chip away at it, though she would have to be firm with her paws as to get it off completely.

his next words caught her by surprise. perhaps she did not notice the presence of the two men amongst her pelt, or perhaps she did not think that cole would comment on it. nonetheless, without shame, she said: they have caught my curiosities, rather vague, though the true meaning of her words was not too difficult to grasp, she thought.

@Dolce - i met before coming to bearclaw valley, her relationship with @Tvar was a recent development, something she had been considering, pondering, although she could not lie, the southern one, the man that had been her first friend of these lands, still lingered upon her mind. never leaving. both, though, are friends of mine.

nothing quite less than friends, but perhaps something more.