Bearclaw Valley politics

"we could," ancelin huffed, "but we already went to them too. they can come here," he declared. "who knows; they could see another approach as rude. or a threat. i might, if i was so few," and here his tone grew vaguely mocking.
"we might end up outnumbering the creek too. their leader is a bit salty. the co-lead too. but with numbers, who cares? imagine a trio of bear packs far as the eye can see."
dreams of conquest stated, he butted shoulders with tvar. "but if you want to find out about kvarsheim, bet you ameline and i would both appreciate it."
half an order. half an offer. he had coyote slaughter calling.