Bearclaw Valley push and pull

again, her aunt speaks of things she does not understand. Merrick, too, has this complexity. he speaks of spirits, particularly that of the bear, the one that watches over the valley.

for her part, she knows nothing of souls. only bodies and those things that come with them.

okay, she answers briefly. there are many more questions, but if they are all to be answered like this—vaguely, brusquely—she would rather let them fall by the wayside. 

there is the issue of the rabbit warren to deal with, after all.

Avicus gives Averna a long stare, a curt nod, and then turns, trotting back toward the shadows of the trees. she thinks of Blackfeather Woods for a moment but then it is lost to other concerns, for she knows that the world she occupies is different from the one her aunt is trapped within.