Bitterroot Valley The Sheep and the Goats

maybe a @Sega if ur free <33

There seemed to be a warmth within the valley, even during these early winter days. A warmth sprung from company; Sega surely knew as much, with Angel back within Great Sky, and Barrett knew so, too, with the occasional fleeting thought of a certain lady. Even know, as he moved with purpose.
Such a purpose, in fact. He strode towards the chiefs den, giving a low chuff in announcement of his arrival. He would not poke his head inside, but rather, would call from the entrance: Ya wanna come huntin' with me, Sega? And while there was no urgency within him, there was something quite similar that laced his tone. He needed some air, that much was certain.
His paws fidgeted beneath him, now. He huffed.