Bearclaw Valley they think of her as heartless, but she wasn't heartless

pleased with her validation, merrick sprang ahead of his mother, marking along the border until his bladder was empty. he did not note her wan look; young children were not known for their observant nature, after all, and the boy was no exception. he flushed a wood dove from her perch, stumbling back with a gasp. "mama, look!" surely this was the very first time indra had ever seen such a thing; merrick glanced back to see her reaction.