Dawn Treader Valley while exploring this otherwise-impossible space

-How far is it? We could walk you there now,- came Towhee’s answer, ignoring Jr’s token protest. -I know you’re a big girl—and a tough one too—but let me do this. I want to see where you live, where my newest grandchildren will be born and raised.-

You should stay with her, suggested her inner voice. Part of her would love to stick around to coach her daughter through her pregnancy, labor and delivery, but hopefully Tvar and the rest of her chosen pack would be a good enough support system. Towhee truly didn’t think she would ever bother setting down roots again.

-How come it’s called Bearclaw?- Bushtit cut in, distracting her from her inner monologue. -Do any bears live there? I’ve never seen one,- but it was clear from his wide eyes that he would like to change that.