Bearclaw Valley Chaos and Death

Rhonene returned from a hunt to the scent of desperation amd sadness in the air. It reeked of fear and heartache. And he was immediately on guard. There was nothing at first. But upon closer inspection. He found the ground strangely buckled and he shook his head.

He'd stay for a time, but eventually the large boy would turn away and head off into the sunset.