Bearclaw Valley my heart is in economy due to this autonomy

merrick stood fast, not wanting to disturb astara at her reverent work. he saw the grace with which it was handled, how carefully each ornamentation was selected. the bear spirit roused, growled to the boy that  he might see fir to appreciate his priestess more often.
priestess.
oracle.
a smile sidled onto his lips. "he says you are very important," the boy uttered. astara knew the language of his body, but she was not privy to the raspy inner voice. therefore, he must share it. witness.