Bearclaw Valley iron defenses

Tvar was tense, she could sense it. For a moment, she thought he might be irked, to have his progress halted, and another responsibility set upon his shoulders. She softened her gaze, when she realized what she was witnessing was a man probing every bit of his own worth both as a packmate and as a father. 

She wondered if he battled most with how busy he was becoming, or the fear that grew unbidden alongside unborn children. 

She snapped her jaws together. Let’th go get the firtht one, She replied with a snap of her teeth, before she loosed a feral whoop, and with fur bristling, she bounded past the spikes and out into the meadow.