Bearclaw Valley My ma gave birth

merrick had seen an uptick in their numbers, but this mattered little.
avicus.
the coywolf was preparing himself to search the red-girl out, but bishop's odd voice flickered upon their redstone borders. merrick came at once, tail sweeping in a jovial wave, and nipped playfully at loyal vesta. "so you've come back."
he searched bishop for any of the malady or cloying that had clung to his square doggish head before, but finding nothing aside from a steady look, the bruin-witch smirked. "could not stay away?"
and yet he was grateful that bishop had come back, even if the hybrid had not yet uttered the truth of his arrival today.