Bearclaw Valley Greetings

The bear's round ears popped up when he heard the word 'sir' from the little critter. He liked that. The big bear stopped eating and regarded the fox with a curious brown eyed glance. "You haven't told me your name. Are you forcing me to call you 'Fox', Fox?," he asked with a thick hum of his voice. Arthur was always keen on someone's name. He would try to remember.

The bear turned more to the fox. "There haven't been wolves here in a long time, until recently. A couple found the entrance of this valley, recently. Two white ones. I was just about to sleep so they sort of disturbed me, but they seemed very respectful. The one with the red eyes was talking a lot about nature and ecosystems. They told me their names but I forgot," Arthur corresponded to the fox. He was rather okay with wolves as long as they wouldn't eat all his berries and take over his napping spots.