Bearclaw Valley snowbird

smh not me missing this and starting a new one D:

merrick stared grimly off into the snow that had begun and had never ended. tailtip flicked; the exasperation in his body was clear. ursus was beginning to come undone, and he knew it at once to be the fact that their lusts for blood had long gone unslaked.
evien searched for him, and the pretty physician would find the bear collapsed drearily into a drift of the foul white, bemoaning the fate of the pack he had built with brute force and atop torn flesh. "evien," he sighed, rolling to one side. "do you think that aventus is ready to become a prince?"