Bearclaw Valley Friday Night I Crashed Your Party

She woke up in the middle of the night with a start. An owl hooted softly in the darkness, and she assumed it was the bird that had startled her, but when she settled her head back down and closed her eyes, she found that they slid back open easily. She huffed. This meant that she would be awake for at least an hour now and so- why not get a head start on the day's list of tasks. 

Whether or not they ended up officially claiming the valley, she did intend to make it appear as such so that they wouldn't be perturbed as much. There was only one way into the valley, which would make for a good, short patrol. She set about meandering along the edges, leaving her scent-marking behind as a warning for any who came their way.