Bearclaw Valley i recounted the memories

Of course, Evien would be more than happy to paint the borders with the dyes he could find. Creating, fixing things, building up - that was what Evien Kastner did. This was no different, and it had to do with plants, which he also loved. Perhaps their territory could be a beautiful one, dyed with berries and attracting life.

"I'll do my best," he assured, tail hesitating in its languid waving at his hocks when Merrick continued on. Was he planning expansion, perhaps? "That might be a good idea. What did you have in mind?" There was no expectation for the response - he was quickly learning that Merrick was just not one to predict.