Bearclaw Valley Order from chaos

low-key hyperventilating, hello wife.

He was a lonely storm cloud among the ragged fields of the valley, trying to cover as much ground as he could while mapping out section after section. It would take months to learn this space properly, and many more to become as accustomed to the terrain as he had been upon his mountain; but that merely gave him something to do, a challenge to face. It did not put Revui off in the slightest. The meadow where he lurked did not hold much of interest to him — so he moved towards a patchwork of trees, and soon enough was ambling across a patch of muddied soil that had merely a day ago been layered with frost.

The earth was ripe for rain, he thought. It smelled much stronger among the trees for some reason, but Revui did not think about that for long. He marched until his path became obstructed by too many obstacles for his broad body to handle, and then he had to slow down to navigate a new route; at that point, he saw a dulled figure moving through an adjacent thicket, her back to him as she picked her way among the ferns. Intrigued, he moves to investigate - indelicate, trudging through the forest like a bear in pursuit of a meal.