Bearclaw Valley Who you gonna call?

selena spoke swiftly.
merrick approved.
but it was not enough to merely speak the name of the bear. no more in ursus could there be those who only spoke and did not walk in action. her jet eyes told the bearwolf that she could be molded by the savage force that worked in all of them.
but only if she prostrated herself in utter submission. 
he had seen her gaze shadow itself for a moment.
"i want to see with my own eyes," a sussurating, self-mocking laugh to speak in the plural! "what you are able to do. i believe that spirits speak to you." but would the bear?