Lost Creek Hollow you have some like this in your own vault

fading this! ping me if u want to reopen it, liv! <3

they rushed.
merrick found that his hard feet recalled the details of the place indra had brought him, when bearclaw had fallen.
it was with an angered heart he rushed, faster and faster, until he lost both tambourine and vesta.
panting, heaving, thrumming with the long anger of what felt to be a thousand years, merrick looped back, seeking the red-nape woman. their companion had gone, and the bearwolf did not look for him as he turned their steps toward ursus.