Bearclaw Valley Defiant to the end

It didn't take much for Revui to close the distance. He barrelled forth, unbothered by the growing population of Ursus wolves as they came out of the woodwork; he felt eyes upon him but they didn't matter either. He only had eyes for the Nightwalker, and when he collided with him he felt a swell of pride in himself, thrilled by the physicality. Revui snapped once at the boy as he went down and then loomed over him, bristling, grinning malevolently — while the agouti creature explained himself in haste, I came to speak to him. I'm not going anywhere!

Revui remembered Merrick in that moment. He tilted an ear, then prowled over his target, around, flanking him closely in case he changed his mind. Revui was focused on Valour but glanced over him — gaze flickering over Merrick and back. Behind him was Evien, of course, protesting; but Revui ignored the protests of the medic. He was clearly too soft to be anywhere near the borders.