Bearclaw Valley devotion

His eyes stared at her with burning quality. She did not really care whether he was playing pretend or actually brave (most wolves played pretend though, in her experience) and she just stared back at him -- through him -- calmly.

When she mentioned spirits he dropped the prize he had taken from the altar. It seemed he was not aware of the spirits at all, which surprised her greatly, what with such a spiritual father. What do you know of the bear? the priest asked. The stone at the valley's begin might whisper you some answers. Cryptic, as she usually was.