Bearclaw Valley one who is already beyond life himself

merrick scowled as evien attempted to make sense of his angered rambling. "no, she hasn't left. but she should get out of ursus for a while," the coywolf explained more slowly, lopsided gaze becoming more mournful.
"we should take a trip, or something, i don't know," he sighed, crossing foreleg over the other. "she isn't happy." not with him, not with ursus, and surely not with the two new infants who had extended her nursing duties. or so merrick supposed; having never asked the blackbird, he could not know.
"don't want to lose her, evien."