Bearclaw Valley There's nothin' sweeter than my baby

his voice and words were uplifting, but nephele, consumed by a history not endowed with hopefulness, couldn't help but wonder when it would all come to an end. bearclaw would not last forever, she knew this as a truth more than anything.

but he was right, they had a chance.

"it would be the first," she mused, tacking on shortly after, "bearclaw would be the first place where i feel like i could rely on others." she'd not found that sense of kindredness amongst any other group, not even her family.

"i have you to thank for that, mostly."