Bearclaw Valley woodland spirit

Slowly and gradually Nunataq began to leave her childhood behind and take the first steps towards adult-hood. She still enjoyed spending most of her days romping around with the other cubs or playing on her own, but the interest in doings of adults had been planted the day she and her father had faced the two strangers. Therefore now and then she would cut away from playing and try to follow any of the adults around to see, what were they doing, and learn.

On this particular occasion she had been on following a trail left by Xan, in hopes to find him and do some guarding that particularly appealed to her. But she had got lost and confused at some point, and therefore seeing another adult from their group, was a welcome escape from solving the complex problem of disappearance at hand. She approached him in a friendly and polite manner. After all he was a lot taller than her and Laurel had taught that adults had to be respected. Therefore she did, but it was evident that the immense curiousity about this unknown person was battling heavy with the self-restraint.

Within few feet of Stigmata, the girl sat down and with her head tilted to one side, she regarded him with keen interest.