Bearclaw Valley Order from chaos

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To Galena, it seemed she always brought the weather with her. A patchy storm with distant rolling thunder crawled along Rising Sun Valley. It's warm rain melted whatever piles of snow were left and brought a much needed drink to the many plants. She liked the gloominess of an overcast sky and the mood it provided. 

She was a vagrant no more... now, one of Ursus. She had heard voices from the howl a night ago... but where were the wolves? For now, she assesed the region to become familiar with its nooks and crannies. Perhaps scout out a place for a den. Her wandering took her to a large tree -- maybe one of the largest Galena could remember -- with many curved and winding roots coiled above the soil. She picked through them, inspecting this unusual specimen. 

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