Bearclaw Valley the warning he caught from your eyes

"evien is very skilled at what he does. he's our medic, and also our bruin-leaf. third leader." three of them. merrick was pleased at this numbering, pausing a moment to revel in it. "but i'll be honest, i could never do what he does. i prefer hunting myself."
he ticked a smirk toward her.
if the wide-eyed, animated innocent of her brightsnow features was anything to go by, snowskip hadn't so mich as bitten another wolf. "have you ever sparred before?" the bearwitch asked in the next moment, gently, conversationally.