Bearclaw Valley they think of her as heartless, but she wasn't heartless

wasn't super sure what was happening, or how close the others are, so winging it a little <3

it was not bearclaw who answered merrick's call, but the distant movement through the nearby trees that was definitely not prey. the boy held his breath, backing into the welcoming embrace of low shrubbery. danger lanced through his awareness; had lucas been stolen by creatures such as these? but then anger followed, and the boy not only reemerged, he trotted toward the sounds.
fully intending to confront the wolves approaching the territory line, merrick nevertheless gave voice to his coyote's blood with a yipping whine for @Indra, aunt @Laurel, and @Xan. he himself bristled with the fearlessness of a child, something merrick had always worn like a cloak, but he held fast until reinforcements arrived.