Bearclaw Valley You beetlebum just get numb

He grew tiresome of roaming alone and inflicting hurt without reason besides his own desires.
He wanted a purpose. A pack to fill the void left by his missing Family.
So when he happened across some strongly marked borders in a place that looked well defended.
A valley in high mountainsides looked inviting at first, but the scent put him off.
But the borders were strong...
Children were afoot too, he could smell it.

Though he doubted they'd like him standing on their borders so blatantly. Just gazing in like a store-window puppy.​
Providing he'd not already been greeted in whatever capacity, he called for some attention from whoever ran the shit here.