Bearclaw Valley you're not to stop me, whatever happens

out and out and out and!
easthollow! so close!
he shook and trembled and vibrated in the snow, chasing his tail in a furor of delight that broke into a boyish spate of laughter.
indra, surely mouldering! indra! "and now we will be neighbors, mother," merrick trilled to himself, delighted at the idea that her bones had been brought back to lay in state among her packmates.