Bearclaw Valley bakers dozen

A pelt and dried bison meat—practical, valuable, and a fitting gesture of gratitude. It was a good trade, one worth the effort. The invitation for herb gathering in the spring was another smart move, keeping their connections open beyond just this exchange.
That’s a good idea, he agreed, rolling his shoulders. I’ll get that in the works. It wouldn’t take much time to set aside the supplies, and it was worth making sure the trade was handled right.
The mention of a midsummer hunt had him humming in thought. Would be good, he admitted. Let the young ones learn from different hunters. A pause, then a slight smirk. If they’re anything like their parents, they’ll be tearing up the valley before we know it.
It was practical, but it meant more than that. Strengthening ties, ensuring their survival. They had a future to build, and this was part of it.